And, yes, I cried. I cried when I had to say "goodbye" to all of my dear friends in Katy, and I cried when I had to say "goodbye" to my home for the last time - the home I had brought my babies home to and spent so many hours feeding and rocking to sleep. This was the home my babies took their first steps in and said their first words. Within this home, we had countless parties and get-togethers with friends and family. As I cleaned that wonderful home on moving day, after all the furniture had been moved out, all I could think about was the wonderful memories we had there. And, then, I couldn't help but be overwhelmingly thankful to my God for blessing me with such wonderful memories. I serve a magnificent God who would allow me of all people to have the privilege of having such wonderful memories.
And as Adam and I did our final walk-through of our home before signing it over to someone else, I walked around that empty home and realized that it was no longer a home but a house, a building. It was the place that God chose to bless my family with as a home for the past 5 1/2 years. But now, it didn't hold my family's future. God holds my family's future and He holds all of those precious memories that we will make. Yes, it will be in a new home, but they will still be just as sweet and just as memorable. God reminded me in that moment, as well, that my home will really never be on this earth, but it is in heaven with my Savior who died on the cross so that I can have an eternity of beautiful memories. And I will never have to say "goodbye" again!!!
"Jesus answered him, "If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him." John 14:23