After almost 3 years in our lovely little house here in Lafayette, we signed listing papers today to sell her to a new family. This is the longest we have ever been in one place since we got married 7 1/2 years ago. We have laughed here. We have cried here. A whole lot. We have grown our family here. We have made lifetime friends here. We have messed up here. A lot. We have forgiven here. A lot. We have loved here. A whole lot. But most importantly, we have fallen deeper in love with Jesus here. We have tasted and seen and we can’t go back. And for that, we are forever grateful.
In true Sampler family fashion, we, quite literally, have no idea what is next in our adventures. People keep asking where we’ll be moving. And I can almost hear their hearts speed up a little when I tell them that I just don’t know. It seems God has brought us to this “just don’t know” spot over and over and over the past 3 years. And to be honest, I’m not exactly fond of it (read here for more on how I just don’t like God sometimes). But I do know that I have become more dependent on our gracious and ever-faithful Father. More dependent than I ever thought possible. And though it is painful and ugly and scary and lonely sometimes, it is also beautiful and redemptive and humbling and full of grace.
So here we are. Praying our prayer of resignation along with Jesus. Please let this cup pass from us, Father. We want to serve you. Just not like this. Nevertheless. Not our will, Father. Not ours. Yours be done.
Grace has led us safe this far. And grace will lead us home. Amen.