Where He wants me to be

I was recently tagged for a meme on The Roost. She describes it like so:

This challenge is prompted by the book Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous & Obscure. by Larry Smith and Rachel Feshleiser. It’s a compilation based on the story that Hemingway once bet ten dollars that he could sum up his life in 6 words. His words were, “For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn”.

Honestly, I have been having a hard time with this one because life has been? …let’s say it has been better.
Hey there’s six words: My life has been much better.
Or how about: Struggling, but keeping it to myself.
Or to get to the crux of the matter: Not where I want to be.

Three years ago my husband and I felt God directing us to a really big adventure. He told us to pack our things and leave our home: the place where our families lived and where we both grew up. We were to take our daughter and move 3000 miles from Oregon to Maryland. We had no concrete reason for doing so. Sure, there was a job there but there was a more secure job here. We were terrified, but we chose to obey. It was really hard and we were called upon to make huge financial sacrifices. Even so, it truly was the best time of my life.
It didn’t take me long to figure out what I was doing there. In his infinite love and mercy God moved us all that way so that I could be in the path of a young woman who needed me. Both our lives were changed forever.
And while I was there I grew to love Maryland. I love the trees and parks. I love the history. I love the food. I love the people I met.
I really loved the life I was living there.
I thanked God for my blessings even when it was hard. I was so grateful he placed us there and I never wanted to live anywhere else.
But He had other plans for us. The time came all too quickly that we were no longer needed in Maryland. A few months ago He called us home to Oregon; our family needed us here.
We obeyed but like Lot’s wife I have been unable to resist looking back. And I have been transformed into something like a pillar of salty, bitter tears. I have been stuck mourning for what I lost instead of building something new.
Yesterday, the tears I have been been trying to hold back broke through and I poured my sorrows out to my Lord. I felt no peace, just emptiness. Yet I pulled myself together and left for church.
And then He spoke to me.
It was He that reminded of Lot’s wife.
It was He that reminded me that I was merely pretending at obedience, for my heart wasn’t in it.
And then He comforted me.
During the service a group of young men sang a song that touched my soul so deeply that I could not keep from crying again. But this time the tears I shed were for gratitude that my God had not forgotten me.

Here are the words of the song:

It may not be on the mountain’s height
Or over the stormy sea,
It may not be at the battle’s front
My Lord will have need of me;
But if by a still, small voice
He calls to paths I do not know,
I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in Thine,
I’ll go where You want me to go.

Chorus:
I’ll go where You want me to go, dear Lord,
O’er mountain or plain or sea;
I’ll say what You want me to say, dear Lord,
I’ll be what You want me to be.

In that moment my heart was lifted and my resolve strengthened.

So here are my new six words:
Peace comes when I serve Him.
No matter where that might be.

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And now I have to tag five people (gag).
Here goes:
Desperately Seeking Sanity
She Just Had to Say It
Huh? And Other Profound Reactions to Life
Little Mama and Company
We are THAT Family

Here are the rules:
1. Write your own six word memoir.
2. Post it to your blog including a visual illustration if you would like.
3. Link to the person who tagged you in your post and to this original post if possible so we can track it as it travel across the blogsphere.
4. Tag 5 more blogs with links.
5. Don’t forget to leave a comment in the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.