Why move to Ohio?

He spoke to Brian (my husband) and told him to move to Ohio to help some really great friends with a church plant there. Sounds simple, right? But how many people, even if they are Christians, actually move when God tells them to move?I must admit that I was hesitant at first. I mean, I was quite settled in Kentucky. We had the beautiful acreage that we desired, perfect privacy, great neighbors, family nearby, and our first year of home school was going wonderfully. Why move? And if we were going to move...why Ohio? I had many questions spinning around in my head. I made a list of pros and cons. There were really only two pros and a whole bunch of cons. But I could feel it, even if I didn't want to. I could feel Him tugging, too. So, I did some heavy praying. I needed a revelation. 

Brian was doing some minor online house hunting in the Dayton area. The housing market is down in the area, so deals were to be had. I liked that. So, I put that on my pros list. Of course, there was that big thing called a JOB that needed to be taken care of. Brian wasn't going to quit his job in Kentucky until he had one in Ohio (though he had been itching for an excuse to quit the job he had.) He posted his resume on Monster.com. I really did not think that anything would happen...not really. The economy in general stinks, but if you know anything about the economy in Dayton...well, most of the factories, etc. had packed up shop and moved elsewhere. There is a rather large group of workers without work. So, my selfish side took some solace in the fact that the odds were against us. Shame on me!

Two weeks. Yeah, two weeks. He had a job offer. Not just a job offer, but one that was a better job with better health insurance and pay. They not only wanted him, but they wanted him y-e-s-t-e-r-d-a-y. This was at the end of November...he started on December 6th. He explained that he had to give his current employer two weeks notice. Not that his old employer really gave a damn. I mean, he worked there since 2003. He had no room to move upward. He was losing pay every year because he did not get a raise (no one did) and the health insurance was skyrocketing. In fact, the open enrollment for health insurance was upon us and we realized that we would not be able to survive on his salary alone anymore. When Brian gave him his two weeks notice, what do you think happened? Did they ask, "Oh, why?" Or, did they say, "Gee, hate to see you leave." Nope. They said, "You do realize that you have used more vacation time than you have earned. We will have to take it out of your final paycheck." A day. He was over by a day.

God wasn't just leading us to Dayton. He was providing for our family when we were in need. We couldn't survive on his salary anymore. He was moving us to a place He needed us to be and where we could have our needs met. I asked for a revelation. Ding, ding, ding! I had it.

The story doesn't end there, though. We still had to sell our house and find another one. And Brian was due to start work in two weeks while we were still in Kentucky. There was much to be done and most of it would have to be done by me. Right?