the house...

So, looks like where meeting with a realtor on Tuesday. Whew! That feels like a big step. I honestly feel sometimes like this last push to make the house look good (flower beds, staging bedrooms....it's oh-so-fun for me!) is causing my heart to get a little bit more attached to our house. Home is where we are, right? And I know that where ever we are, we will be able to make it a home for us. ....I do realize that, don't I?
I act like we're selling the house next week. I hope not, but it could be a very long time that we stuck in Spartanburg. We're trying to prepare ourselves for a long 6-12 months, but I can tell by my actions at work especially that my heart is ready to be onto the next step.
It's such a juxtaposition. My heart is longing to be onto the field and doing what I feel I was made to do. Then, at the very same time, I have such a sadness about leaving our home and friends here behind. As Jim Elliot says, "where ever you are, be all there." He's right. God has us here for at least one more day, so I might as well BE ALL HERE-soaking up every minute of everything, but ready to let it all go when God opens that door.