Starting and Ending in the Same Place

The past couple of days have brought many challenges, emotions, and hard work. It is not easy to move a family of six all the way across the state. The night before we moved we were graced with the presence of five of my wonderful friends! They helped us move the last of our stuff in to the trailer. The next morning, Thursday, we packed up what was left of our stuff (mainly outside farm equipment). Mom and Dad signed the closing papers for our house that morning, and then we left Ogallala around noon. Before we left town, Dad had to stop at the Fire Station to get some of his possessions that he had not taken with him when "the position of a paid Fire Chief was eliminated". As we approached the Fire Station with our trucks and trailers, I noticed one peculiar person in the parking lot, it was the man that had practically caused my Dad to get "laid off". In my head I was thinking about how much I wanted to beat up this guy (I totally could have beat the crap out of him). My heart/conscience was telling me that this man deserves forgivness. All four of us kids, teary eyed, and all dirty from packing farm equipment, starred that man down. He didn't even had the courage to look us in the eye. He knew what he had done.

After Dad collected all of his stuff, we headed out. It was then that I realized that our "Ogallala Adventure" had started and ended in the same place. The Fire Station. Upon hearing the wonderful new that Dad was offered the job as Fire Cheif, we all eagerly anticipated the day when we would be able to see Ogallala. When we visited Ogallala, the first thing Dad showed us was the Fire Station. We helped him move into his new office, and he showed us all of the trucks and such. It was a very happy time for our family; Dad was excited for his new job and we were happy for Dad. Our trip also ended at the Fire Station. This makes me wonder if that was something God did to prove a point. Was there a reason that it happened like that? Or was it just a silly conincidence?

That also got me thinking about this whole "Ogallala Adventure". What was the purpose of it? Why did we drop everything to move way out there just to move back in a year and a half? Everyone always says "God has a plan". I agree, but I wonder how this little adventure ties in with God's plan for me/my family. All I can do is hope that someday all will be revealed. God works in wonderful ways, and who am I to question his power? My hope is that all of you reading this will have faith that God knows what he is doing. He has done some amazing things in my life, and He continues to amaze me with his magnificance everyday.

...Amen?...
(Sorry this got kind of sermon-ish)