On the road again....I've had lots of experience with moving, but some moves are more memorable than others: the first time you live on your own, your college dorm room, your first house (or trailer) but this time felt so special. Right from the start it felt like "our first place" and it really felt like a new beginning. Their was an air of excitement to this move.
A friend had promised to fill his pick up truck with our bed, bureau, kitchen table/chairs, desk and few items but decided he wanted to be paid the night before our move. So we packed everything we could fit into my escort and headed for our new home without a bed! But God provided. We called salvation army and they had 2 twin mattresses that they put aside for us. We arrived in Waterville after they had closed but found the mattresses against the building.... but had no rope to tie them on the roof of the car. So I prayed and we found a piece of rope on the ground! That first night, we had a tv (no cable), 2 mattresses on the floor, a computer with no desk but we were happy. Jim loved the place. The next day, armed with $15 we went to tag sales and God provided: we found a desk for free, 2 living room chairs for $2 each, some pots and pans, a kitchen table and 2 chairs for $5, a tv stand for $1 and a few odds and ends. When we found the desk our "God rope" again provided a way to get our treasure home. We had dinner together each night, played games, rented free videos from the library. Jim taught me how to play chess. Jim found a job (and God provided again because he needed no slip shoes and Salvation Army had a pair his size!) We made a trip back home to bring our queen bed up (on top of the roof of the escort!). Our apartment became a home. We became a couple.
We were like newlyweds. We had such joy finding things to fill our home. We searched together & picked out a place in canaan for Mom. We went to Solid Rock Baptist Church and though Jim didn't think anyone was friendly enough, he went. He told me every day that he loved me.
I relaxed.
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