One house for SALE...

Chuck and I have decided to sell our house. Oh, it's been a tough decision. I truly LOVE my home! There are several factors that play into the decision.

First, Chuck DOESN'T, with all of his heart, want to go back to living three weeks out of a month on a tug boat. I respect him so much for his reasons why. He feels that being the father of 4 sons he needs to be home as much as possible. Since he can't go back and change the choices he made as a young man (like the full ride soccer scholarship, he passed up) he needs to make the best choices he can now. He's still gone a lot; a lot more than any of us like. He does have some control over his schedule where he is. He's also gained a great deal of respect from the owners and crews. They know he doesn't work on Sunday because he's at church. They also know he's gone on mission trips, and works at camp. Many men will ask Chuck to pray for them, and they want him on their boats because he runs a clean ship. In some ways they feel he's a good luck charm because he has a relationship with God. Chuck feels a sense of responsibility to these men who might not otherwise have been introduced to Jesus.

The second reason also applies to his job. The clams are taking longer and longer to catch because they are being depleted. He's not getting the trips in the ocean he needs in order to meet our current bills. If we decrease our biggest debt, the mortgage, it will allow him to keep the freedom he has by not working on Sunday.

Thirdly, we drive 45 minutes to church. We want to be closer. Our oldest son is going into the 'teen' group this summer (I'm trying to be in denial about it). This would put us closer for all those runs to the building each time they have an activity.

Lastly, we are moving to a town where six families that we worship with already live. There will be 6 Christians in the high school at the same time, four of them boys. My oldest two, and two other families have sons. Clay would be near one of his best friends.

Everyone is on board with idea, now. The kids are excited and seem to have no regrets. They want to finish school here this year, but want to move and start there next year. I had to most difficult time with it. I've lived in Galloway for 16 years. My dad was in the Air Force and we moved so much (I don't regret it.) But, I also have made life here. I like the stability of being in one place for a long time. I'm a sentimental person. I've prayed a lot and had friends pray for me too. I'm at peace with the idea. I'm ready and excited about the possibilities.

We aren't moving to the other side of the world either. It's 25 minutes away! I'll still get my haircut in town, go college and work here. I will miss my great neighbors and friends that I've known for so long.

Now we wait and see what God has planned! We've been praying about it. We've asked God to open the doors necessary, if this is what His will is. I sure wish He wrote letters to or called to tell us what's going to happen and when. This sitting around and waiting is for the birds. I suppose that's where faith comes in...

Luke 9:58 And Jesus said to him, "The foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head."