Change of address
Family members recently helped friends move from their charming family home to a temporary rental. It was not a move of choice. Rather than the cheerful chatter of happy movers and eager new plans, the mood was subdued. Much stuff, smaller space, maybe not the last move.
A common happening today. My friend, Candy, quoted her glass half full Mama as saying, "My address doesn’t dictate my happiness!“ A good lesson to learn. Candy’s parents retired from a Christian organization. She saw them live strictly on their social security checks and God never let them down. Candy’s conclusion: “So, I know He will take care of me, too.”
Moving from marble floors to linoleum today? Its not your last move. Heaven’s streets are golden. I’ll joyfully claim that address.