*****Moving Update***** The Lord has provided! We have provision to move our furniture. The Lord has provided manpower, trucks and trailers. Please keep praying it all works out wonderfully. Our estimated date of moving is SATURDAY!!***************
Tonight I sprawl exhausted on my unmade bed most of my last 12 years boxed up around me. Emotions tumble inside my head and heart. Does it really all fit in these few boxes?
Except for the four hyperactive, taking-advantage-of-the-boxed turmoil munchkins running through my house in pajamas right now, yes…Or maybe not.
I can’t box the good cry I had last week on my BFF’s shoulder. I can’t box the memories floating between these walls and lingering in my heart from Christmas mornings past, first days of school and that special first homecoming from the birthing room.
I can’t box love and thanksgiving and exclamation I felt over first words, first steps, first tooth lost. I can’t box that special moment when Andrew and I just knew our marriage would make it. We were sitting on the couch in our living room just talking. TV off. Sleeping baby in bassinet.
I can’t box the nursery walls that I stared at for hours on end while rocking a nursing baby. I can’t box the biggest live Christmas tree we ever had or the little boy who proudly picked it from the lot. I can’t box the little bitty chunky toddlers who ran around chasing toys in our hallway.
I can’t box the visitors who graced our front door or the college girls who’ve sat with me, folding my laundry or played hide and seek when I was too tired or sick. I can’t. I wish I could but I can’t.
I can package those memories in my heart, tie them with a pretty bow to unload at a later time. I’ll know just where they are when I need access to them.
I can pray that I live intentionally when I get to my new home. I can pray that I have more to box in my heart than I have to box in my house when I leave there. I pray I can add to my heart quickly. I pray I would choose to add to my heart instead of spending way too much time adding to my house.
Because after all, home is where the heart is.
"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Matthew 6:21