Decisions, Decisions

We have lived in the Atlanta, Georgia area for 11 years.  We have been members of the same church and neighborhood swim tennis for over 10 years. Our girls have attended the same school since 2003.  I'm the swim team coordinator.  We teach 1st grade Sunday School.  We've even lived in the same house for 11 years.  We love, love, love our neighbors.   But the opportunity for an international assignment with hubby's company -- in an English-speaking country -- was too great to pass up.


It took about four weeks to reach our decision, but in retrospect I can see that we both wanted this from the beginning.  We could've/should've prayed more about it together, but I do know I that this topic was foremost in all my prayers throughout the day.  The request for leading took many forms: asking God to rubber-stamp our desire for this move, asking for things to fall apart if we weren't supposed to go, asking Him to tell us no even if things didn't fall apart, asking for confirmation.


In late October, we enjoyed a cruise in Hawaii with dear friends.  I'm sure they thought we talked about nothing else!  It felt like we thought about nearly nothing else, but by the middle of the week, we were ready to say yes, and by the end of that week we received some corporate news that helped confirm we were making the right decision for our family.  Thank you, Father, for that blessing.

We came home and told the family.  Because we had not discussed the possible move with our girls, 12 & 6, they were stunned and we had some heavy tears from the six year old.  In retrospect, that night eating dinner outside on the deck, feels like the beginning of this adventure.