Changes....

This is bound to be the craziest month of my entire life.
Sometime during the first week of May, my family of three is moving to Korea. We are allowed to take with us half of the allowed weight (12,000 pounds) that is based on my husband's rank and how many dependents he has (2). To break this down, we are allowed to bring 6000 pounds to Korea. When we first found out the destination of our next Army move, we made a lot of hard decisions about what items we would choose to take along and what we would sell, store, or give away. In the sell category are many pieces of furniture from our home, including all the living room furniture, the TV, the dining room table and chairs, and our old dresser. Also in that category are 2 bookshelves, a computer desk, miscellaneous clothing, toys, objects, etc. OH, and of course I couldn't forget....2 cars!
But of course there are complications to the simple task of "Sell, sell, sell!!". When do you choose to list your living room furniture for sale? When do you give up the table at which you eat all of your meals? When do you sacrifice the convenience of a vehicle for each driver? Not too long before you leave, because then you are left scrounging for places to sit, someone to drive you on your errands, and the last comforts of home before you uproot your lives and take them on the road. After all, once we arrive in Korea, what we do have shipped there won't arrive for a couple of months! So how long do we choose to live in limbo? To feel like all that makes us who we are is in transit?
The answer lies in the question. For those whose lives are based in objects, in possessions, and in how much they have, the decisions they would need to make would be 1,000 times more difficult than they are for us. We find our identities in Christ and in each other. We live our lives as children who are willing to give it all away if it means drawing closer to the Creator, to our Savior. The things in our house, things others might call the comforts of home, those do not bring us comfort. Every single thing I own can be taken away, destroyed, sold and carted off. But my salvation can never be taken from me, never stolen, and never sold. If I sell myself to the selfish desires of my heart, my Savior is always there, holding one hand as the other betrays him. He will accept me in all my filthy rags and renew my purity as no other can. I have offered my life as a living sacrifice to the One Who Makes All Things New, and he will never leave me nor forsake me.
So when we're faced with hard decisions that make the difference between going without and saving up things for ourselves, the choice is that much simpler. I will be a good steward of every blessing and every penny (or at least I'll try), but I won't let those things tie me down. I love my living room furniture, but what good does it do for anyone sitting in storage? Or how much better would it be to have it transported and possibly damaged? Or to find that adding that weight in tips the scales against us and causes us a loss of funds?
Instead, we made a sale of the furniture to a sweet, young, Christian couple who have just moved here to start the journey that we have just finished. For a nice discount they have just furnished their home with 9 pieces of good quality furniture in like-new condition. God provides for his own - that new couple and this slightly less new couple.
When we get to Korea, when we move in to a smaller, less convenient apartment in a brand new location with new and different obstacles, we'll still be coming home. Home is where the Lord leads us, and Home is where our family is together, loving each other and praising the Lord for his good graces that he works over every part of our lives. He'll get us through this month, help us make the decisions that matter, and provide for us every step of the way.
In the end, that's all I really have to say about the matter.