Pioneer Woman

Not so long ago, I was sitting in my cozy mid-century modern home, enjoying the sunshine in Southern Oregon. Life was good, and I was content with my wonderful church family, new friends, and beautiful surroundings. I had comfortable chairs to sit in, a beautiful view out of my windows, a lovely neighborhood to explore, and I was looking forward to more sunny days and comforts.

When the thought popped into my head that we should put our house on the market, I tried to ignore it at first. I loved that house and hadn't even begun to do all of the projects that had taken shape in my imagination. Yet...there was an urging that I couldn't explain that we needed to sell.

Hubby wasn't on board at first. It was too soon, housing prices are climbing, we could make a lot more money if we wait...yet, there was this urgency. Hubby asked "Where would we live if it sold?" and out of my mouth came the reply "We could buy another RV!" Wait, what? Did I just say that? We lived in an RV for 2 years, and had actually and quite thankfully just sold our 5th wheel a year ago.

As it turns out, hind sight is amazingly insightful. Hubby's job took a downhill turn, and he was offered a job in Vancouver WA. Our house sold at just the right time, we found an RV at just the right time, (our motor home is an "Adventurer" and when I think of it I can just see God winking at me) and we are en route to our new location next month. I didn't know "why" we should put our home on the market. And it didn't seem like the prudent thing to do at the time. But I have learned to heed those unexplainable urgings since becoming a Pioneer Woman.

Heading out into new frontier, into the unknown, on yet another adventure, sounds romantic at first. And it still does woo me at times. But I have to be honest with you, it isn't always smooth sailing, and sometimes it is difficult to see the trail before me through the tears. With adventure comes stretching, and the older I get, the less easily I stretch. I long for comfort and "sameness" sometimes. Each time we pull up stakes and head out, a big part of me wants to stay behind where life is known and a bit more predictable. I absolutely do not like having to leave relationships which have sustained me and given me such delight. Yet...how could I stay when I have been drawn by One so irresistible?

So, here I go again..Into the wilderness. With no plan, other than to obey. With no idea of what that will look like. I step out into this unknown territory with the courage of a little girl, gripping tightly to her Papa's hand, trusting that He will keep her safe. By the sparkle in His eye, I know He is pleased with me. He knows that I really am a Pioneer Woman at heart.