So, we've landed in the White Mountains of AZ over the terrain of about 1,700 miles. After braving the crazy roads, U-Haul truck antics and the unique experience of traveling with our two eclectic house cats, arriving was a welcome event for all involved. I'm quite satisfied to not travel again for a while.
This season is so interesting. Coming from Atlanta to the mountains is like hitting a large body of water going 80 mph. It puts the air breaks on your life so sternly that it feels like that special effect in the Matrix films where the character jumps into mid-air during a fight scene, only to suspend in slow motion before striking. There is a sort of jumble of emotion: missing those left behind, grateful for new friends, and just staying on top of all the changes.
The house that Marissa and I moved into needed a refrigerator and washer and dryer, and over the course of a few days, God provided a fridge and a dryer (only a washer is left!). We are in the stage of unpacking where most things are unpacked...now it's just a matter of getting rid of clutter.
Thank you to all who have been praying for us! On Monday we are starting on the Rez. I'll be posting more re: the crazy latest this next week.
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