Friday, May 4, 2012

The Times, They are a Changin'

As I sit down to write this blog, I don't know where to begin. But I think my mom put it best last night. It's a good time for change - for all of the "Fraylicks". (I totally still count myself as a Fraylick girl...although I love being Mrs. Irvin!) 
We've all found ourselves at brand new beginnings. I just got married (woo-hoo), Kristen got a new job (Children's Minister at FBC), Caroline's going off to college, and the big parents sold their beautiful house, and have moved. Though some changes have been tough, some have been so good (ahem...getting married!). Thus, I  am clinging to Romans 12:12 – "Let your HOPE make you GLAD; Be PATIENT in times of trouble; and NEVER stop PRAYING." I've claimed it as my verse through this season of life. 

Let's face it, as humans, we crave comfort. Contentment, being comfortable, and having somewhat of a routine, normal life. Throughout the wedding planning, I found myself saying "I'm just ready for a normal, daily life again. Ready for the constant busy-ness to be over." We like things the way they are, and big change often throws us for a loop. 2012 has been a year of constant change, so I'm trying to be patient until life settles down. 

Be patient in times of trouble. 
Last night was a tearful goodbye (for me, at least) to 344 Bermuda Towne Row. Our dream home. What my parents worked so hard for. But, it was time to let it go. I must confess, I was heartbroken. Angry, sad, and all around upset. It's our home. It doesn't seem right for someone else to be living there. I am trying my hardest to repeat to myself "It's just a house. Just four walls and a roof." But change is tough. I loved that house. The past four weeks (yes, pretty much since we returned from the honeymoon) have been non-stop packing, moving, and cleaning. But last night was the end of that road. 

Let your hope make you glad.
But, we have hope. It is absolutely evident that the Lord has provided, in what may seem to us, just in the knick of time. To Him, it was his perfectly timed plan. My parents were needing to sell the house, after being on the market in this toilet-bowl of an economy for 3 years. That's a long time - it had to go. God's timing was all over it. They got a contract the week I was on my honeymoon. I remember during wedding planning, my dad told me his prayer was for time. They needed to get through the wedding, then sell the house. And that's what God did. Precisely when He knew was best. And, they found a fantastic new town home to move to. 

Our hope is in all these new beginnings. Hope that comes with a new home to create memories in. Hope that comes with Kristen's new job - and molding all those little minds to know the love Jesus has for them. Hope that comes with a new beginning for Caroline, in starting a new life in college (FYI: I'm still trying to accept the fact that she's going to be a chicken, lol!) And hope for David and I, in finally being able to settle in as newlyweds and start our life together. We can move on from cleaning out my parents' house, to finishing our house, and making it our home. 

And never stop praying.
On Monday, I saw a verse on pinterest..."When my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the rock that is higher than I." Psalm 61:2 ASV My heart is most definitely overwhelmed. So I haven't stopped praying all week. Another confession, I have been slacking in this area for a while now. But, yesterday (coincidentally, the national day of prayer) I was in constant prayer. Every time I had a thought in my mind, I was praying. And God reminded me, in His ever sweet voice, that He's there. Just that simple message...He's there. He has been all along, just waiting for me to talk to Him again. He loves to listen. He loves when I come to Him. Which makes me want to come to Him even more. Such a sweet, comforting, restful, peaceful feeling. 

In short (after this  l o n g  vent of a blog), the times, they are a changin'. And we're hanging on. And knowing, that God's not done with us yet. If anything, this is all a reminder that we're not home. A house is not a home...our home is yet to come.


  1. Very well said, Acorn! My favorite is... "A house is not a home... our home is yet to come." That's so powerful & exciting in so many ways! Thanks for sharing. Love seeing the Lord work in the lives around us!

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    1. Hey It posted my comment twice and when I went to delete one it deleted both of them. Hmm. not sure what happened.
      Anyways, beautifully said. Your family's testimony is uplifting, convicting and glorifies our Savior. <3 U