A few months into Houston, I convinced myself somehow that our blog silence could be communicating that something was wrong—and a lot was wrong, especially the bumps in the road I faced professionally. Now that we’re almost five months into Georgia and have yet to write a sentence on the blog, I can imagine the suspense we might have put an observant reader in. But our silence this time is for the exact opposite reason.
When we were Texans, we had a bit of a tough season, but we tried to make the best of it; and we know that God is working all things, even the hard things, for our good.
Do you see a man skillful in his work?
He will stand before kings;
he will not stand before obscure men.
What new highways will God take me on and teach me the features of, so I can know His heart more and trust Him more? I can’t wait to find out.
Consider this: you didn’t even have to solve a double crostic to get this massive news.
It was a short pregnancy, and because of our history it is not too hard to find our way back to the familiar and beloved signposts of God’s sovereign wisdom, love, and mercy.