I know I’m a little late to the party, but um, has anyone else noticed that it’s two-thousand-fifteen? How the heck did that happen? Two thousand five was ten years ago. I can’t even . . . In a few weeks, I will have a 7 year old instead of a baby. Time just keeps going and I feel like sometimes it just drags us along with it, unaware. Don’t even get me started on trying to write the date properly, I almost wrote 2010 today. Seriously, time, can you chill for a minute?
The thing about a new year is that eventually you get back into your rhythm and the date comes naturally and then you look up and realize that the year is already passing you by and you have barely had time to notice.
This is how it’s been with me and coming out of our period of transition into our new city. All of the sudden I looked up and realized that my surroundings are not completely foreign to me anymore and that there are faces I recognize and voices I want to hear as I go through my days. Things in the greater Austin area have begun to settle for the Presley family, and while I knew it would happen eventually, I didn’t notice that it was happening already.
We moved into our new house just over a week ago, it’s still somewhat surreal, this house is beautiful, I mean absolutely beautiful and while it’s a few square feet smaller than our house in Fort Worth, it has so much more character throughout it. I still can’t believe this home is ours. I am in awe of how the Father worked everything out for us to be here, for my kids to get to finish the year at their school, and that we actually got to purchase a home here.
On top of that, our little church family has been a really great addition to our family. We visited this fellowship at a recommendation from a friend of a friend and after a few months and a couple visits, we just couldn’t get the people out of our heads, so we committed and have become involved. Now when I walk in on Sunday mornings, I see a slew of people that I want to talk to (this is a huge thing for my introverted self) and there isn’t always time to get to everyone.
It feels good to be in this place. It feels right, and while there are still moments of difficulty and loneliness, and we still miss our DFW friends immensely, I know that we are here. It’s been a very long year of tilling the soil in my heart, I think it’s about time for a harvest. I see the Father’s promises starting to come to fruition, and though some of them require a good amount of effort on my part, I am so excited to see Him working out the details.
Stay tuned, friends, it’s going to be a great year! Cheers to two-thousand-twelve. Oops, I mean fourteen, erm . . . never mind.