Exactly one year ago today I packed up my family in the minivan and sent them off to Lubbock, TX. I then watched my movers pack up every possession I had and put it in a moving truck that I wouldn’t see again for 24 hours. The move out here to Lubbock was extremely chaotic, and we continue to tell of God’s faithfulness to sort out the mess that was our housing situation when we arrived.
One year later, and I’m still glad I headed out West. I miss my trees, lakes, and shopping malls; but I’d still move out here if I could do it all over again.