The Big Move!

Well, as most of you know, my family and I made the biggest move of our lives in December. Until then I had lived 18 of the 20 years of my life in Florida. And I hated it! I don't know if it was the HOT weather ALL year, or the distance from our family, or the closness to Gainesville aka Gatorville we have lived the past 10 years that so turned me against Florida. Anyways, needless to say for the past 5 or so years I have been praying hard that God would call dad to a church closer to our family. I pray that he would move us to Alabama but no where specific there. Well, lets just say that years and years and years and years and years of praying payed off!!! God called dad to his HOME church, Fairfax First Baptist, here in Valley, AL! God is AWESOME!!!
I first found out about Fairfax losing it's pastor when we got the monthly newsletter(we have always gotten their newsletter since dad grew up in that church and my grandparents are still active members) from them back in the fall. My dad brought it to me and told me to read the front page. It read, "Bro. Steve(the old pastors name also) resigns." I didn't catch on to what he was trying to tell me at first but after I did, boy was I elated!!! Long story short dad sent his resume and I tried not to get my hopes up because I knew that this was too good to be true. Well, if you know how the process goes when a church is looking at a pastor, you know how long it takes. Do you know how hard it is for this girl to keep her mouth shut?!?! Anyways, he was asked to preach a trial sermon and the church voted after the service that morning. Only 2 voted no!!! Don't you know how bad I want to figure out who those 2 were!!! But, it is probably better that I don't. Dad gave his resignition October 19 which was also homecoming at First Baptist Bronson. He didn't want to have to do it that Sunday but he had to. You would have thought I would have had a smile on my face from ear to ear but to my suprise I balled and balled! I think I cried louder than dad could talk. I LOVE my Bronson people and I will NEVER forget them. They were there for the 10 most crucial years of my life. And as I told one of them, if I was givin to option to go back and spend those 10 years that we spent in Bronson ANYWHERE else I would say no!!! I don't think my real family could have bee any more loving and supportive as they have been.
Needless to say this move has been a lot more harder than I anticipated. Two weeks after we moved I got really depressed and could not get off the couch. I was ready to pack my bags and move back to Bronson. Dad decided to let me go back and visit. That was the best thing he could have done for me! I truely enjoyed my visit and I didn't want to come home but after I got back to Alabama, I realized this is the best thing for me right now.
I can now happily say "SWEET HOME ALABAMA"!!! I love it here now. I don't have many friends yet but I do have two ladies that have loved me and made this move a lot easier for me! You know who you are and I can never thank you enough!!!
Just remember God does answer prayer. It may take years and years of praying hard but He will.