Momma Hauch

Homeless Hauch

I probably shouldn’t have started a blog right before a move as there are a few more things that are more important than writing in a blog!

Well the move went, it felt like it barely went but it did.

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I would suggest to any 34 week pregnant woman that moving during this time with your husband in another city is not the smartest.

I was really nervous about how the move would go since M and I had always moved ourselves with the help of friends and this time we were going with a moving company. Although our movers showed up 6 hours later than expected (not their fault in any way but the schedulers!), and our buyers showing up slightly ticked that we were still in the home they now owned, our movers were excellent and we couldn’t have asked for a great bunch of men to move our stuff.

Although in the moment I didn’t realize it, God was so gracious to me on moving day and I couldn’t have been able to get through it without His mercies. Somehow I was filled with energy to make it through the day even though I hadn’t been sleeping the days leading to the move.  My hero mom being there to help  (an understatement to say the least) as I was not able to do a lot/shouldn’t do a lot and encouraging me throughout the day.  A wonderful couple, Matt and Amanda taking our dog for the day so that I didn’t have to worry about him running away with all the movers going in and out of the house. My neighbours making sure that my mom and I were doing well throughout the day.  The many texts from friends and family letting me know they were praying for me.  My Uncle driving over an hour to be welcome us to his home since we needed to stay the night in Ottawa as our movers were done after 9pm and there was no way we would be driving back to Richmond Hill that night.

I’m sure that there will be many upcoming events in which I will need to be reminded of this truth but looking back at moving day, 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 is one I feel is most appropriate:

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.  That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

I hope that this verse is an encouragement to you as you face whatever difficulties, whether big or small!

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