We walked away from our home, our friends, and the majority of our belongings. We said goodbye to Oklahoma and made a giant leap of faith moving to Boston. It was a hard move for me, and harder on my daughter. To help her get through the struggles of moving, I promised her a scooter when we got there as something for her to look forward to. And so we packed up our lives and trusted the process. And in the moments of weakness, unbelief, and doubt, I have been reminded over and over again the wonderful provisions that have been made for our family and just how protected and cared for we are.
In April our family stepped off of a plane with 17 pieces of cargo and luggage for the first time ever, ready to call it our home. We left behind many of belongings the thought that it would just be easier to get what we needed in Boston rather than move it. It was not a faith issue, but it quickly turned into one.
In our 2 months here in Massachussetts our faith has been strengthened over and over again. It’s as if the doubts crept into my mind just to be examples of God’s infinite goodness and attention to providing even the tiniest details.
We rented a car, checking into a hotel, and started shopping for houses and vehicles of our own. The weekend after we arrived, there was a neighborhood garage sale that we attended. There I had some dishes (including coffee cups) given to me and made a few connections with people that would soon be moving. I bought a high chair, some jeans that actually fit, some more dishes (that came with silverware… that I didn’t really want because I knew that was something I did pack), and… a toddler scooter.
In the process of unpacking some of our bags at the first hotel, there was randomly a belt buckle bottle opener in our luggage that none of us know how it got there and my husband hadn’t seen it in ages… And it turns out that our hotel did not have one even though we had purchased some yummy drinks that we otherwise would not have been able to open.
Later that month, we realized that our month deadline was coming to a close in the hotel we were in and surprisingly enough, there was a very nice, dog-friendly, long-term hotel very close by that we were able to move into at 2am the morning before we were supposed to be out. It was a place that provided breakfast every morning and an evening dinner appetizer 4 days a week. And it came at a time when we needed that extra food to help us save money as we were trying to close on our house.
We managed our time there in a studio hotel room. I was able to secure sponsored posts to help our family pay for groceries, which was the perfect timing for these opportunities to flow in. I even got a great sponsored post that also provided me with a new vacuum, and life went on. We started attending a new church here in Boston, one that I had researched and listened to sermons in Oklahoma. Soon after starting to attend, we were invited over to the pastor’s house, got involved, and even found that one of the other couples is from Oklahoma… and I even went to the same high school as the husband and knew his brother well.
We found two vehicles that were perfect for our family and in the price range we needed and we even found a house in the perfect location and perfect for our family at a manageable price. The week before we started moving in, one of the families from the garage sale texted me asking if we needed a king size bed. Why yes, we do. That’s exactly what we left behind. And another family moving out of state gave us a washing machine and dryer for free. Then we moved into the house, finding that the previous owners had left the refrigerator, a sofa, a kitchen island, and two random wooden chairs.
This is when it all hit me. Every single piece of the puzzle was there. God was in the details and cared about the minute aspects of our lives.
I sat looking around our new house thinking about how we had a home, vehicles, and public transportation. I thought about how we had dishes, four coffee cups to drink from, silverware, a bottle opener, a vacuum to clean the carpet, a bed to sleep on, a sofa to sit on, a table to eat and sit at, a washer and dryer to wash our clothes, friends to lend us sheets, cookware , and just a hand in moving, our dog was here with us, and my daughter even got the scooter I had promised her.
So yesterday we closed on our home and tomorrow our moving truck will come, but we were provided for — every step of the way. We took a leap of faith and every detail has been provided. All we needed and nothing more. And each time one of these ironic and coincidental provisions happened, it was like a little whisper reassuring us every step of the way… and it just reminded us that truly, God is in the details.
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Kara is an author, wife, and mother of 3 children living in Boston, MA. She has her degree in Secondary Education & Adolescent Childhood Development and is passionate about connecting with and even helping other parents on their journey to raise awesome kids!