It has been a while since I have written one of these. We moved to Wisconsin the end of December, which gave us many things to do in a very short time. Moving is a stressful endeavor. Moving in the middle of a school year is difficult. Moving to Wisconsin in winter seems kind of crazy. But since when have things made sense?
I grew up in Wisconsin, but 3 of my 4 kids were born on Cape Cod. That means their idea of winter is snow that melts in two days. That has made for some minor complaining and wondering about the deep freeze and the cold. I have been asked on more than one occasion if we will ever see the grass. The sunsets are beautiful though.
We do have some snow.
The kids do amaze me with what they come up with. My daughter told me one day that she wanted to cut my hair “all by herself” and then ran off to get a knife. One of my boys came home with something that made us smile. His dream is that everyone would read the Bible. How can you not smile?
The kids have been making new friends. Last Sunday after church we went out to lunch at a Mexican restaurant. Somehow we managed to have a whole bunch of young kids with pool sticks running around. Well, actually, they were attempting to play the game. I just stayed out of the way.
As I reflect on the last year, I am amazed at where we are today and especially God’s faithfulness to us. For example, we moved from Cape Cod to Southwest Wisconsin in the winter and had no problems with weather. In fact, the day we unloaded the truck was really warm. It was the last warm day before some very cold weather. I mean it feels a like we have turned the page on a different life. I know that sounds weird, but things are much different here. We are so grateful for how God lead and planted us here.
But for some of us, it will be nice when summer comes.