Moving – Chapter 3: Two trucks

Yesterday was a whirlwind of activity that I’m sure anyone can imagine.  To say we’re thankful for all the help we had would be an understatement.  It was incredible.  The first truck was filled in about 2 and half hours.  We had time to grab another, smaller truck and fill it to the brim.

I haven’t had time to really process a whole lot.  Between planning and packing and the hurried events of yesterday, it was odd to say good-bye to everyone.  It’s as real as its going to be for right now, I guess.  We live in an age of Skype, Facetime, Twitter, and Facebook so distances don’t seem as far.  But I’m still pretty sure that the girls will ask if they can go to the Thrushes/Proctors  a couple of times before it sinks in.

Every day has been different, and leads to some new adventure.  We were originally planning on leaving tomorrow, but since the advent of the second truck the plan is now that we’ll do our errands and then head out.  We’ll spend the night somewhere in Ohio and then land in Lafayette somewhere around 1 or 2pm on Wednesday.  And then we’ll be there, where new adventures will only be the tip of the iceberg ahead of us.

I was reminded of Lewis’s “The Last Battle” yesterday.  I’m going to give away part of the ending, so spoiler alert!  The Lion, Son of the Emperor, tells the kids and those who make it through the door to go “Further up, and Further in.”  I have that feeling, not just because we’re going further into the interior of the US.  We’re climbing further into the will of the One who called us.  It’s the safest place to be, and the most dangerous.  But we’re relying on Him.  And we’ll recline at His table when the work is done.  But the Harvest is huge, and not just contained in PA.

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We said our good-byes to lots of people yesterday,  My Nana was pretty tough to talk to, though.  She called late and we talked.  But she didn’t want to say good-bye.  So ended it with “Good night”.  Seemed like a good idea, so that’s how I’ll end my last blog in Harrisburg time:

“Good day, Harisburg.  I said Good day!”

The last bit was for Friend’s fans.

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