Thatsathought’s Weblog

I told Nate the other night that from the first day God brought him into my life, He has been squeezing me…and His grip continues to get tighter, and tighter, and tighter until I have my moments where I cry out, “MERCY!” Therefore, I hold Nate partially responsible for this challenging season, only because God must have such big plans for Nate’s life that we are going through this extremely dramatic “Makeover” to prepare us for whatever lies ahead.

With that said, we are here. We are “home”. We are in Charlotte. We spent the weekend loading a monstrously large truck and headed for The Promised Land. Then we took everything we own and love out of the monster truck…and put it back into storage. We calculated today that our precious belongings have spent more time in storage than they have with us in a home!

We continue the “adventure” of finding a place to live. Because they have very big hearts, and a nice size home as well, our precious friends Jessica and Jose Noy invited our chaos into their lives until we find somewhere to land. So here we are at Hotel Noy, an all-inclusive resort with five kids under five, a brand new puppy (named Ellie, but not to be confused with Ella!), two hermit crabs (theirs, not ours), a large tank of fish featuring the entire cast of “Finding Nemo”, and four adults who are committed to raising Godly children in a house that is running amuck with the pitter-patter of little feet. The house aboundeth with Davis people, Noys, and NOISE! So far it’s been a party!

Actually, I say that all tongue-and-cheek because it has been a wonderful blessing. We were so ready to be in Charlotte and had grown weary of commuting back and forth for the past few months, so that finally being here has been such a relief. But I am desperate to come into our own home so I can finally feel like we are really in this new season.

Love to everyone,

Carrie

(Pray for the Noys!)