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“By an act of faith, Abraham said yes to God’s call to travel to an unknown place that would become his home. When he left he had no idea where he was going. By an act of faith, he lived in the country promised him, and lived as a stranger camping in tents. Isaac and Jacob did the same, living under the same promise. Abraham did it by keeping his eye on an unseen city with real, eternal foundations—the City designed and built by God.”
Hebrews 11: 8-10 (The Message)

May 30, 2013- 9:53am.

The date and time are circled on the top of a page in my journal. This is the date I gave my house away. Everything about that moment is still vivid. Warm sunshine flooded the back deck, a lazy white cat slept under the edge of the porch as majestic mountains shimmered in the distance.

The hands of my husband built that house.

A place once bursting with life, now filled with an emptiness that nothing could fill. Giving it up was incomprehensible. The last pieces of my old life were wrapped up in the walls. I believed I had given enough…. Too much. Surely God wouldn’t expect me to give this too.

Clearly and immediately the answer came to me as God seemed to speak in the stillness-

“You could never give up more than I have given for you. I gave up My only Son on the cross for you. You could never give enough, even if you gave every moment of every day for the rest of your life. It could never match what I have done for you. And this house that you love is temporary. Every place you have lived and ever will live on earth is rental property because your true home is in heaven with me. I want to give you a new life, hope, and love, but you’re holding so tightly to your own will that you can’t receive it. Let go of and see what I will do”

At that moment, the knowledge sank into me that everything I had and ever will have is because of the Lord. What He had given, what He had taken away- everything is because of Him and for Him. That’s what I signed up for when I traded my old life for salvation in Christ.

So I said out loud, “God- I give You this house. It’s Yours to do whatever You choose.” At that moment it was as if God breathed out the word, “FINALLY.” Like a tidal wave, God’s plan unfolded. He worked through every detail to lead me to a new home less than three months from the day that I gave my house to Him.

Since the move, God has echoed the same words over and over to me-“I AM ENOUGH.”

Such simple words to grasp, but there are days I am still breathless with longing for home. When trusting Him doesn’t feel like enough. But there is no going back, so I continue to pitch my tent wherever God calls me to go. Because regardless of how I feel, He is enough.

I don’t know how many more times I will pull up stakes and move my tent for my God. I don’t want to think what other places He will call me to roam to for His purpose. But my only choice is to fix my eyes on the truth that one day I will fold up my tent and dwell in my forever home with Him.

Father God, give us the faith we need to face the many changes that come with widowhood. We turn loose of whatever we feel like we deserve and trust You to meet our needs completely. Thank You for this reminder that You truly are enough for all our needs. Amen