Can God be any better?
We went back to our old house to pack up (we’ve decided to move because of difficult neighbors) only to find that so many of the walls were exploding with oxides and dust… a recurrent foundational problem of the home that cannot be permanently fixed.
it’s moments like these that I realize how good God has been all along.
As much as I didn’t want to move homes because of the neighbors next door, as much as the trauma has hurt me, today I realized He wants us to move for more than one reason.
And for that, I’m so glad.
Sometimes we see His goodness through extravagance- like the 19 rainbows we saw in less than 30 days in Perth…
And sometimes we see His goodness in dust and ashes too.