Life can be surprising. I don’t suppose that should come as a surprise. We know things change. If things aren’t changing, they are dying, right?

So life as I know it is about to change. Possibly in a big way — most likely in a big way. My husband (and I) started a church 3 years ago and last week, we all decided that it was time to close its doors. I don’t know why God’s blessing wasn’t on it to grow, but I do know that the time spent there with people I love was a blessing. A time of healing and growing.

So now we are looking for where God wants us to be. We would like to be close, though I feel like that is asking alot of God. I know, He listens to heart’s desires, but deep down I know I want what He wants. I know His path, His plan, His way is always best. (My daughter has 2 years left of high school and it would break my heart if she had to uproot at this point in her schooling.) Of course, we will go wherever God calls us and trust He will work out the details.

So has anyone ever been uprooted unwillingly? Has anyone ever followed God on a wild and crazy ride? I’d love to hear your journeys of faith building.