Crazy, crazy things are happening.
After 6 years of selling Real Estate in Michiana, I've hung up my hat. CRAZY.
I'm a full-time wife and mom. CRAZY.
We're attempting to sell our house. CRAZY. In November. CRAZY.
I cancelled my Facebook account and started a new joint one with my husband. CRAZY.
I deleted more than 2/3 of my database-- about 500 contacts. CRAZY
I'm blogging again. CRAZY.
What. On. Earth.
That's all I can say! I went to a women's retreat in Indianapolis earlier this fall, and that's where this CRAZINESS all began. I had been invited to join some girlfriends for this event way back in the spring, but passed on the opportunity knowing The Boy would be just 5 months old. But God, in His infinite wisdom, knew I needed to be there. And again, just a few days before the big event, came the invitation from a friend. This time, I felt the nudge. Something outside of me was saying "go." Magically, my work schedule cleared. Magically, my kids were cared for. Magically, my husband encouraged my departure. Actually, it wasn't magic at all.
So, it was there that the wheels started turning.
"You want me to do what?"
"To give up work?"
"You obviously haven't seen our checkbook lately!"
"What about all of my clients?"
"What about my contracts that go into 2012?"
"What about my leadership roles?"
"Did I mention the checkbook?"
"MY. MY. MY." I see it. Yes, I see it, Lord.
You're right, Lord. I don't see you. I don't see room for you. All I see is me, my, ours.
So, as I mentioned at the start of this post, here I am, footloose and fancy free! Well, not exactly. I am still a major work in progress. I know that never really ends (until I'm in Heaven with my King), but this current renovation is still very much under construction. God is refining me.
I'm learning what it means to live in community... as a family, as a church, as a citizen. I'm seeing true examples of "dying to self" and it's blowing my mind.
I want in. I want ALL IN.