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What to pack?
If you have moved before you are aware of the excitement and stress that comes along with it! So far moving hasn't been the biggest stresser. I think what stresses me out is the fact that I am at my house but it no longer looks like or feels like home. The feeling of not having a comfort home is not a good one. I reminds me of a story one of my friends was telling me. It was about a missionary that was once asked about where her home was, since she moved all the time. She explained that through her time as a missionary the Father had shown her, this world never was suppose to be our home. That through moving over and over sharing the word she began to understand that meaning. Her home wasn't a present tangible place on the earth but it was in her heart and an eternal place. I really hope that one day my thought and heart would truly feel that!
Packing:
I have learned that I am extremely blessed to have material things and friends and family to help!
I have learned that for some reason in  every purse, bag, or backpack that I always have the same items or "staples". Pens, chapstick, tissues, and bobby pins!
I have learned that even in moving I prefer everything to be organized and for no one to touch anything before I go through it. ( I have had issues with that one haha)
That you can suck up flies in a vacuum in mid air and that packing pictures can make you cry.
Support Raising:
You learn that nothing and I mean nothing is impossible for the Father!
That it can be supper hard and emotional but that it is an experience that humbles!
That with prayer and constant surrender....your trust and understanding of Dad grows more than EVER!
Random:

Plastic bags are used for so many things!
Crying is okay and feels good!
Naps can make a hard day.....better! haha

This is probably my last post before I leave Evansville! Scary, sad, exciting, adventurous, and trusting! Your thoughts for us is much appreciated! For good-byes, not forgetting anything, and the rest of moving! Until I reach my next earthly home.... love, Tama

Comments

  1. LeAnneAugust 2, 2011 at 3:50 AM

    Loved this. You expressed the sentiments that have been my world this last month. Packing photo is super cute!

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