So I have been asked by everyone for pictures... Unfortunately, Samuel broke our newer camera a couple of days before we moved and our old one seem to have water damage... So until my husband gets back from Austin (tonight) and we can attack the ebay listings together, and the camera we pick makes it here you will have to excuse the absence of pics...
I promised I will make it all up when we have a working camera!
Ha ha ha! Yep the Beckman's have arrived and after lots of stress have found a decent house to rent and have unpacked most of everything... (Sorry, no pictures yet. Although the camera has been located, the SD card is still playing hide and seek...)
There has been a little culture shock on my part... 1st of all, can I say I would rather live in a small town! Seriously, driving around a bunch of crazies that cut you left and right... When Joseph and I returned the Moving truck Saturday, I had to make way for him to merge in front of me... I felt a little like a shield. The most stressful driving of my life! I was trying to merge right so we could take an upcoming exit. This guy decides to speed up on me. I am pretty certain he took a look at my Utah license plate and slowed down because I do not have a clue about driving in Houston...
For all of you critics of Utah, there is one thing no one can refute: Utahns are nice and cordial! We have met very nice people here, but it is all different.
The tipping point for me was Tuesday morning. I had to register Matthew at his new school. We are lucky enough to be in one of the best school district of Texas and in one of the best school of the district. But when Matthew started crying a little because he did not want to go, my heart skipped a couple of beats... I thought to myself these exact words: I am going to that house we just rented, packing everything back up and WE are going HOME... Until I calmed down. Then I remembered that there is a reason we are here.
This move was not of our doing. We were led here by a higher power than our simple wills. We have been blessed beyond imagination and all is working out nicely. But I must say that I feel like an Olive tree that has just been transplanted in a different part of the vineyard.
My roots are aching because they ran so deep and were so fruitful and comfortable where they were. I long for that plot of Land I just came from with its cold days and familiar faces.
Although I do know that my roots will eventually ground themselves here, my heart does ache for my HOME ward, my friends and those familiar surroundings.
As I found myself praying for my beloved 2nd ward members last night, I could not help but cry. I still cannot believe that we are no longer there.
This is a lot harder than I thought it would be.
I don't believe I have EVER missed a place that much and I have moved a few good times...
All I can do for now is tell you all how lucky you are to still be there.
I miss you!
And don't worry too much about me.
It's only the reality starting to finally come to grabs with that parallel dimension I was in over the last couple of weeks.
Joseph was hired yesterday! The catch is that we are moving to Houston Texas this week.
It is bitter sweet as we are sooooo excited to have a job again, but are also sad to leave our friends here in Utah. This is really our home. We have felt more home here in the Clearfield 2nd ward than we had in our first 5 years of marriage.
As our mind is filled with all the things we need to get done by Wednesday night (like finding a new place to live, packing our entire house,.....) we are also sad to leave. Clearfield was our home and we loved it with all its quirks and imperfections. We weren't sure we would love Utah, but we found that not withstanding all the bad rep and the "SundayMormons" stories there was an incredible amount of awesome people here.
People and friends that love the lord, that are generous and look out for opportunities of service.
Our lives have been greatly blessed by this family of ward members and friends . We have been blessed by being able to serve and love you.
We will miss our Utah friends very much, but we are also excited about the new prospects of a life in the warmth of Houston Texas!
Wish us luck!
(I will not post until this move is over with so forgive the absence...)
Joseph left yesterday for Houston, Texas where he has a Job interview in 2 hours... He is having a wonderful time at my cousin's house in very enviable weather! (It was 55F this morning when he got up...)
It is very strange indeed to be home alone for a full day after he has been around so much in the past month... I slept horribly. My kids invading my bed do NOT compensate for my missing husband!
On the bright side, I also did something I do every time he goes away. I started watching Pride and Prejudice (the BBC TV Series version). It is long, very girly, so romantic and I LOVE IT!!!
What do you do when your other half goes away for a few days?
The first Sunday of each month, we fast for two meals and donate the equivalent of what we save to Fast Offerings. Fast Offerings go to help the needy in our midst.
Beyond the "charity" that comes with fast Sunday comes 2 more opportunities:
1) The opportunity to bear and share our testimonies with the rest of our congregation
2) The opportunity to increase our testimonies by dedicating our fast for something, someone... Be it a better understanding of a gospel principle or an additional help to someone we love.
As I was talking with my son Matthew about fasting this morning, I came to realize how grateful I am for this opportunity I have each month. Not because I like to deprive myself of food, or because it is easy to skip two meals in one day; but rather because of the closeness I come to feel with my Heavenly Father. I love feeling the Holy Ghost and I believe that fasting brings His spirit stronger in my day.
I have long pondered about the principle of sacrifice. I have come to understand that seldom do we gain anything in this life without some kind of sacrifice.
I am more than grateful for this Gospel in my life.
I would like to testify
to all of you
about the power of prayer,
of our Heavenly Father's love for each and everyone of us.