Anniversaries mean a lot to me. When a day comes that marks a week/month/year from something significant, it captures a lot of my attention. Today is one of those days! One month ago today we pulled our caravan of 3 vehicles and 3 trailers into Lake Geneva, WI. In some ways, I can’t believe it’s already been a month and in others, it’s only been a month?!

Tonight, I’m grateful. And to be honest, I’m feeling a little awkward about it all. I mean, is this for real? Why do I get to live in this place, in this house?

My parents so kindly helped us move here and I was having one of those moments a day or two after moving in. Just really feeling weird and even some guilt about the good in our situation. My quiet and caring mom pulled me aside and through tears encouraged me to accept it all as a gift from my Father. It’s grace. It’s a gift… because He loves me. His girl.

The feeling is familiar. I remember walking into the lake house at Beaver Lake for my week of isolation for treatment and losing it because of the grace and gifts God had poured out on me.

My mind has been filled with a pretty big amount of worry lately… just a lot about our house in Tioga, Rich’s health and strength with that, the boys’ transition here, getting to know the staff at the camp, etc, etc. It hasn’t been tearing me up but just a constant reminder that I/we need God so much, that this whole move is crazy without His leading. Why do I bring that up? I guess because tonight in the midst of those worries/concerns/thoughts, I’m feeling comforted by God’s care for me. I’m reminded by the passage in Zephaniah that says that the Lord sings over me.

The Lord your God is in your midst,
na mighty one who will save;
ohe will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing. Zeph 3:17

Hmm. That’s good.