Moving Our Cheese

I was reminded this week of the famous book "Who Moved My Cheese?" when our office switched email server providers.

People are afraid of change.  Especially those that have been operating the same way for past 20 years.

Panic set in: What if I lose my contacts? What if I can't retrieve something? What if? What if?

Change is difficult.  I don't dispute that. At. All.  But if we remain stagnant and unwilling to change or be flexible what does that say about us?

To me, it shows a mistrust in God.  Somehow we don't think that He is going to get us through this next change.  Granted, changing email providers seems like a pretty small change but the changes I'm now referring to can be much bigger and many times more anxiety provoking.

Like actually moving.  To a new home.  We know that we want to move to a bigger home.  We have outgrown our little 2 bedroom townhome and definitely need something that fits our family of four. 

Ethan and Reese shouldn't have to share a room much longer and I actually wouldn't feel comfortable with them sharing a room past a certain age anyway.  I feel that boys and girls have different things going on at different ages and I just don't want to go there....

I LONG for a bigger kitchen.  When I have to dismantle my dish drying rack, move the toaster and the coffee maker to make room for my crock-pot it's time to move. 

I LONG for a garage where I can park my car in the winter time and not have to worry about getting the huge pile of snow off of it only to discover a thick layer of ice underneath that takes 20 minutes to scrape off even with the defroster on full blast.

I LONG for a backyard and front yard to call our own.  Not a patch of grass a few feet wide and long that takes about 5 minutes to mow yet still somehow can be called a "yard".  Whatever.

I LONG for a room in which we can label "the playroom", where toys are actually stored and kids actually are playing in it instead of the "playroom" being our living room where we all sit, watch TV, eat, play with toys, watch Phineas and Ferb and entertain guests.

So I am ready to move our cheese.  It's time.  We are starting the process of figuring out financing, looking closely at numbers, saving, re-budgeting after paying off debt and spending more than we should be spending because we were just so happy to be done with our debt payments, looking at houses, finding a realtor.....and the list goes on. 

We are ready to move our cheese. :-)