My husband and I recently relocated from Missouri to North Carolina. As my now out-dated bio below states, I ran a residence hall. We went from living in a university owned (and paid for) apartment to being homeowners-- 2 weeks in and all the boxes are unpacked...I'd call that a record.
I lamented and worried about leaving the home that we had lived in for three years. We began our journey as newlyweds in that town. Our friends were in that town. Our church, our activities, our identities were wrapped up in those streets and favorite restaurants, and Sunday evenings with our small group.
But while I was grieving over my loss and worrying about the future, the Lord had already made the trip and was preparing a home for us.
In the transitional seasons of our lives, the Lord goes before us and prepares for us. Our homes (near or far, new or lived in) is where God is waiting for us, where He has been all along.