Home Sweet Home
As a writer, I draw inspiration from other writers. I came across an uplifting site, No Small Life, written by Chris and Megan Rea, high school sweethearts who have been married for 17 years. They have been involved in ministry together for nearly as long. In their church, Chris is a pastor and Megan is the Creative Communicator. On the “About Us” page, they write, “We love God and we have a deep desire to see people thriving in the life He designed them to live.”
One post in particular I enjoyed from their No Small Life blog is “Creating Home: How to make your space a place you love.” This post has fun and practical tips, broken down to nine easy steps, about how to decorate your home to bring you joy each time you step through the front door.
Keep on rollin’
This post has personal application for me right now. My husband Elijah and I moved out of our spacious 1,025 square foot Southern California condo on June 16th. We went through a major downsize as all our possessions had to fit into our 32 foot long RV, our home for the next year! And don't forget to leave room for our cat, Petrona. We plan to explore America, searching for a new town where we can put down roots. We are looking for a small town, away from the crowded cities, that is more suburban/ rural. Once we settle down in our new location, we plan to adopt foster children.
When God called Elijah and me to leave the life we knew and to use my writing to honor Him, I did have concerns about resigning from our jobs and selling our condo. But what frightened me the most was leaving behind the security of our Christian community and support network. On the road, moving from city to city, I worried that we wouldn’t be staying at any one place long enough to form true connections and relationships. What would I do without my friends from my Bible study and church? Who would I be able to rely on?
In her post, Megan reflects on how because she and her husband moved five times in the past two years, they felt that they didn’t truly have a home. But though their physical shelter kept changing, they could rely on something greater. She writes, “the Lord truly became our home; our single constant when we knew everything else had to be handled loosely.”
Change of heart
Megan’s words spoke to me personally. Before, I used to fervently pray that God would send other Christians to Elijah and me to keep us company while we are on the road and living in our RV. While I still pray for this, my motive has changed. My attitude is now one of joyful anticipation of who God will send to us, vs. praying for friends out of a desperate worry of being lonely. I trust our Father to send us who we need.
Honeymoon part 2
I also realized that God had already answered my prayer for Christian fellowship and community. In my worry and fear of leaving my Southern California Christian friends, I had almost discounted my best Christian friend - my husband.
During our previous routine in the corporate world, Elijah and I worked all day, saw each other briefly for dinner, then went to bed. Between colleagues, friends, ministry, social activities, and work, there were tons of distractions to take our focus away from each other. As we embark on our exploration this next year, I look forward to relying on my husband as my sole consistent human friend. I can’t wait to spend the majority of my hours in the company of my prayer partner, my precious gift from God, and the love of my life.
On June 16th, our life’s possessions stored in the RV, along with Petrona our cat, I locked the door of our Southern California condo for the last time. The new family who bought the condo moves in June 19th, and the condo we have lived in for four years is no longer ours.
I don’t know how long it will take for us to find a new city, buy our next home, and complete the process of adopting foster children. The timing is not important to me, because the Bible says:
“...God is love; and he that dwells in love dwells in God, and God in him.”
-1 John 4:16
Elijah and I dwell together in God’s love. That remains true no matter where we travel in our RV and no matter how long it takes us to find a town to settle down in.
Megan remembers the moment when, after years of moving around, she and Chris finally walked into the home they would be living in. She describes the moment as “dance party-inducing!” Though I’m not sure a dance floor and a disco ball will fit into our RV, I will celebrate this 32’ home the Lord has provided for us every time I step in the door...or, as the case may be, climb into the passenger seat!
Grow in God’s purpose for you and read more from Chris and Megan Rea on their site No Small Life .