A three hour daily commute. Need I say much more? My husband’s three hour daily commute
was wearing him out. At the
time, our boys were one and four years old. As a stay at home mother, I was wearing out too. My husband felt like an absentee
Out of the blue, my husband
received a phone call from a corporate recruiter. After several interviews, he was offered a job in San Diego,
California. After we prayed many
prayers we decided to accept the off.
While we were sad to leave our families and life on the east coast, the
three hour commute just wasn’t cutting it; we wanted more family time. So we put our home on the market and prepared
to say goodbye to Virginia. Within
that same month, we had a buyer for our home. Things were working out…or at least that’s what we
Two weeks before our move to
California, we received a phone call that the buyer had backed out of the
contract. My husband's head
dropped like a wilted flower. I
grabbed my best friend's hands and looked at him square in the face and said,
"Babe, don't look down, look up - God's doing something. I don't know what
it is, but I trust Him. Trust Him babe."
We kept our house on the market
and after an unsuccessful house-hunting trip to California, we decided to put
our household goods in storage and live in temporary housing until we found our
We felt confident God wanted us
to keep family time a top priority but weren’t sure why God allowed certain
doors to open and quickly closed others.
Three days before our first car was to be shipped
west, my husband received an offer that he couldn’t refuse. No, the Godfather didn’t call him but
his current boss did and counter-offered with a closer work location and matched
the other salary offer too.
But seek first his kingdom and
his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Matthew
6:33 (New International Version)
Our top reason to move across
country was to protect our family time.
But God in His awesome love gave my husband a two hour less commute and
more money too.
But that’s not where the story
The following month my father had
open-heart surgery. We knew if we
moved to California I’d not be able to be there with my dad. My heart was very heavy about it. While
my father is important to me, my top priorities are God, my husband and young
Since we remained in Virginia,
I was able to travel to New Jersey to be there with my father in both the
pre-op and post-op rooms on the day of his surgery. The day after, I went back home to Virginia. When my father was ready to go home, my
then baby and preschooler went back up with me and helped care for my widowed
father for the following three weeks.
I would never had been able to
care for my father and help him transition back home if we were living in
God never ceases to amaze
God's signature was all over
this non-relocation. God blessed
us and reminded us to keep our priorities in the proper order, which started
with seeking God first.
How do you manage your family
writing has appeared in Proverbs 31 Ministry, P31 Woman magazine. In
her free time she can be found encouraging numerous MOPS group in the
northern Virginia area on the "Colorful Art of Friendship - Allowing
God to Paint the Masterpieces" and MOPS leaders on "Being a Bright
Steph can be found blogging at www.encouragedinheart.org
or on Facebook at Stephanie Fink or on her Facebook page Encouraged in Heart
- Stephanie Fink. She loves big hair, big cups of coffee and big bear hugs.