Nothing could have prepared me for the challenges I would face in moving. Disorder, clutter, chaos, seeing all of my things taken out of their places, realizing I need something, but it’s packed away in a box somewhere, watching the home I’ve spent countless hours creating turn into a sea of brown boxes and empty shelves—it’s all very exhausting and even emotional. I’ve had to remind myself the most important things can’t be packed away. The most important things I carry inside of me. Through it all though, I’m reminded I serve a God who provides. God provided that space for me to dwell in. God provided Sassy when no one else was around. God provided the job that paid my rent all those years. Then one day, God provided the man that could provide for us as I create our new home.

The greatest thing I’ll learn this season won’t be which wall to place the china cabinet or what room the litter box should be in. The greatest lesson is perhaps what God has been teaching me all my life—He provides. In uncertainty, God provides. In despair, God provides. In loneliness, God provides. And in the midst of chaos and clutter, disorder and disarray, and a 20 foot truck of everything to my name, I can rest assured that I carry with me a peace that isn’t packed away.