Moving is an interesting process—your whole life is packed into a bunch of boxes. It puts into perspective how much stuff, and let’s call it as it is, crap, we own. Moving is truly a grieving process. For some, it may involve much deeper grief as they pack up a home after the loss of a loved one, while others it might simply be grieving the smell, the feelings, and the emotions. For me, I grieve the nursery I designed and put together before I ever met Ridgelee. I will grieve the first steps, the first words, the first foods. I will grieve the hard work, sweat and tears involved in remodeling our home with our own hands and the amazing feeling of accomplishment when it was finished. We closed on our home the day after our wedding and spent the next 7 years, slowly making it ours. And now we will hand the keys over to someone else who will make new smells, new feelings and new memories and ours will simply evaporate with the first house cleaning.
There is something terrifying yet exhilarating about this whole moving process. We are leaving financial security, a home we love, all of our friends, and my family and we are leaving it all to go to an unfamiliar place without knowing anyone or have any job lined up. WE ARE CRAZY! But it all reminds me of Abraham. When God called Abraham in Genesis chapter 12, he did not hesitate. It says “the Lord said to Abram, ‘Go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that I will show you. And I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing” (Gen 12:1-2). At the time, Abram, who soon became Abraham, was to leave his family, his friends, his occupation, and his home to go to a land that he’d never seen before and called by a God who he had never known about before. AND YET, we see no hesitation in Abraham at all. All the worries I face, like what if M.A. cannot find a job? Or what if the ministry fails? Or what if I don’t make friends or enjoy our new church or it becomes too difficult to come visit my family…. Abraham just didn’t think about it. He didn’t even question it. It simply says, “So Abram went, as the Lord had told him” (Gen 12:4). I am not going to lie; it took me months to finally agree to this. It took a lot of prayer, a lot of questioning and a lot of just getting over giving up everything we have (comfort).
Our heart behind this is not to be a “great nation” or “make our name great”. It is truly knowing the impact that Nimrod Outdoors has had on the men that have experienced our weekends. It is knowing the need for men to understand their biblical role as a spiritual leader in the home, not the provider or the protector. God provides and protects. Men simply need to live out their faith and be the shepherd in their home and over their family. We are stepping out on faith because we are passionate about growing the kingdom through MEN! The size of this ministry does not matter to us one bit… it is 100% about the impact.
As I meditate on Abraham’s story, I cannot say my faith is anything like his. However, I can say that we are taking a huge leap of faith. What is truly amazing though are the little pieces of confirmation that he gives us-- like a little pat on the back as we take another step in obedience. We have met so many people recently that know where Elberton, GA is. Usually the conversation goes like this;
“Oh yea, that is where we go down to hunt. They have a lot of deer, turkey and hogs!”
Or, “Elberton? I know where that is! We used to camp or vacation there every year!”
Or, “The fishing is great in Elberton. It is our favorite place to take the boat out.”
Huh. I have never discovered such a small place (half the population of Brevard…in the winter… by the way) that has so many visitors. Yet, when you are there, it feels like NOBODY is there. I have a hard time believing that everyone actually goes to Elberton. I think the Lord used those conversations to, well, pat us on the back. I mean, camping, boating, fishing, hunting, etc… is what our Ministry needs to thrive, right?
As we are officially under contract on both our houses, I shout praises to the Lord as He has truly worked it all out for our good. Of course, this can all change, as selling and buying a home never seems to be a smooth process. But we are closing on the Elberton farmhouse on June 19th and close on our Brevard house exactly one week later, giving us a lovely, little one-week cushion to move and NO double mortgage! Seriously, HIS timing is PERFECT!
So, I close this blog with a nice, long sigh; an exhale of relief as we have dates on our calendar, but also a little anxiety as I will be packing boxes the moment this computer closes. It’s only weeks before this current chapter comes to an end and the next chapter begins and I am SO EXCITED for each of you to be apart of it as it is written.
Thank you for your continual prayers and support! And check-out some awesome fundraising opportunities on our Facebook page at www.facebook.com/nimrodoutdoorsnc! We are collecting funds for our Respite Room project and have a new jewelry line called Stream Line. What lady doesn’t want fishing lures on their ears?!? 😉
See ya in Elberton!
If you want to learn more about how Nimrod Outdoors came to be, check-out the blog below “The Nimrod Story”.