Moving Day

Three days ago, friends came down from Henderson and up from Cary and loaded us into our truck in two hours. Courtney’s mom had even flown down a few days earlier to help with the packing. During the madness of packing we mourned the fact that we have not lived in one place for more than a year since we were married nearly three years ago. Durham put up a good fight but lost in the end. God directs our path, and we hold on for the ride. God willing this new place will be our home at least these next three years, until I finish Seminary.

Two days ago, Courtney and I were greeted by a host of volunteers whose help could not be appreciated more. Complete strangers helped unload a 26′ Penske truck on one of the hottest days of the year.

How long Courtney and I would have struggled to unload the truck by ourselves we are glad not to have found out. The people of Sander’s Chapel UMC and First UMC Pine Level managed the feat in 45 minutes. Although, it may not seem a Herculean task, no horse stalls were washed out by the changing of the course of a river, anyone that has moved recently can tell you that  a little help is always an incredible blessing. A lot of help is a lot to be thankful for!


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