Just when we are feeling like home...we start feeling like we aren't.
We have been in and out of boxes so many times in the last 13 years. Much of our married life has been spent getting ready to move, unpacking from a move, or willfully saying I don't want to move again. Obviously that works. So much, that I don't want to budge until where ever we are going is ours...forever{as God wills it} ours.
While we wistfully drive by old brick and dream about attic bedrooms...we remember what the last 9 months has held and can't fathom what plans He has ahead of us!
All to say that we shouldn't get too settled out of the box, cause you never know when you might need to pack it all in again.
