Headed back again

I can't believe how fast the last 3 years have gone. And yet, so much has happened during this time.  James and I are headed back to Pocatello, Idaho in a few weeks to move for a job.  We're planning on this one being permanent. It's a job with Indian Health Services still, but it's only a clinic, so it is only open Monday-Friday 8-5.  It's only a 10 minute commute, and it's less than 3 hours from family. It really couldn't be more perfect.  It's been a crazy few months of fast changes, but I've felt peace with our decision, and can't help but be amazed by the way everything has fallen into place. Here's the quick version..... James went to Idaho for the job interview, was offered the job a week or so later, and we sold the house about a week after that (with no realtor. Just by word of mouth, to the first people who came to look at it. .. can you say, "Blessed"?!).  After the house was under contract, I left for Idaho (without James) to buy us a house.  I took my dad with me, and it was a crazy few days of house hunting, but we found a beautiful home that we put an offer on that same weekend.  They accepted the offer and I headed back to NM to start to pack. We close on both homes on August 9th, and move out on August 10th.  We can't move into our house in Idaho until the 11th, and then James starts working in Idaho on August 12th. BAM! Just like that. Our life will
 be completely changed in a matter of a few short months, and none of it was expected! 

Here is the picture of the house we are moving to.

 

I'll post more pictures of the inside, once we move and decorate!

 

James and I spoke in church today on ways our testimony's have grown since living in NM.  I ended my talk with this poem I wrote.

 

 

BLESSED

 

I remember very clearly

When I was asked to move away

I had never heard of Farmington

But decided to obey

 

The whisperings of the Spirit

Were very strong and clear

Though I’d come from “greener pastures”

I knew the Lord had brought me here

 

I was use to mountains, trees and streams

Not desert rock and dirt

But I soon discovered beauty

That wasn’t obvious at first

 

The Shiprock in the setting sun

The view atop the bluffs

And the mountains really aren’t that far

In case that’s not enough

 

 

I’ve learned about new cultures

And it’s been so fun to see

How things that seemed so different

Have (now) become the “norm” to me

 

Selling fry bread at a yard sale

Flea market Saturdays

People’s hair that touch the ground

And street lights turned sideways

 

I’ve learned so much from each of you

And other friends I’ve met

Your friendship and examples

I never will forget

 

I’ve loved each of my callings

To leave them makes me sad

My testimony’s grown a lot

From the experiences I’ve had

 

But once again, just like before

I’m asked to move away

And I will go, because I know

I’m BLESSED when I obey