Ellie’s here.

A lot of life has happened in the last three weeks. Our second child, Eleanor Jane, arrived at 8:01 a.m., March 26, and weighed in at 6 lbs, 3 oz. Ellie and Cara Jane are both healthy and doing great. Two weeks after coming home from the hospital, we accepted an offer on our house in Norman. Both of these things were huge milestones for our family and the top 2 items on our “to do before moving to Alabama” list. The following week we celebrated Bo’s second birthday. He is a full-blown toddler now and is absolutely oblivious to all the recent changes. He’s beginning to acknowledge to his baby sister – after being pretty content to ignore her the first few days, he now almost daily asks to hold “Eddie.”

We’re still in the process of nailing down a rental home in Huntsville, but hopefully those details will solidify this week. Cara Jane’s mom (who we cannot thank enough) actually drove to Huntsville and checked out a dozen houses for us – comparing our online research with in-person neighborhood visits. Our host church (Summit Crossing Community Church) has also been amazing. Not only are they financially investing in our church plant but they have also been incredibly generous in checking in on our new family before we even share a zip code.

With these past three weeks behind us, the magnitude of what we are about to embark on is beginning to set in.

  • We’re a family of four now.
  • We’re moving to Alabama in five weeks.
  • We’re planting a church.
  • We’re going to have to say good-bye to some dear friends.
  • We just reserved a moving truck.

This is actually happening. This is no longer a hypothetical reality or even a future goal. This is really happening. There is still a lot of fear and anxiety. Lots of unanswered questions. Lots of unknowns.

That is part of what made this past Easter weekend so profound. Not only was there the realization that this is our last Easter celebration with the church we helped plant five years ago but there was also a unique appreciation of Holy Saturday this year. We tend to focus on the weight of Good Friday and the celebration of Easter Sunday, but I was reminded that Holy Saturday is proof God is directing, providing and moving, even when we can’t see the end result.

Despite the uncertainty of what lies ahead and the sadness of what we’re leaving behind we can confidently say the Lord really has provided for us. Ellie’s here. The house sold. God knows where we’ll live in Huntsville. He knows the money we need to raise and exactly the kind of team we need to recruit. He even knows all the things we haven’t even considered yet.

He always has been, and will continue to be, faithful.