By Rosie J. Williams and Rebecca J. Williams
“Grandma, when we move, I’ll still love you!”
My sensitive and sweet five-year-old grandson had once again melted my heart!
My son and his family were on the verge of moving across the country to the east coast, and Wyatt was trying to process it all. Actually, we were all trying to process it all. When Wyatt said those words, I couldn’t help but think of God, and how He continues to love us, even when we move away from Him.
“I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness” (Jeremiah 31:3)
It’s been almost a month now since the move. I’ve asked my daughter-in-law, Rebecca Williams, to be a guest on my blog today.
Moving across the country involves lots of new things, and new things are scary. A few weeks ago, we visited National Harbor and Wyatt was terrified of the Ferris wheel. He wore his fear in his slumped shoulders, his language, and his face. For hours, as we walked around the area nearby, you could see his mind spinning about that big wheel.
We talked a lot about conquering fears. Being brave. Doing it afraid. Ultimately, he agreed to do it (with several rules for how it must be done). And HE LOVED IT! His shoulders popped back, his face lit up, and he couldn’t stop talking about how brave he was to try it.
This move feels like one Ferris wheel after another. New experiences that seem terrifying, but might be amazing. Tomorrow, we finally move into our rental house after over a month of transition. We join a new community. We enroll in a new school. We find a new church. And Wyatt’s rules for the Ferris wheel still apply: we do it all together, and we hold on to each other the whole time….and nobody rocks the cage. (by Rebecca Williams)