How did we end up here? (Part 2)

After almost 1.5 years of praying and waiting, and praying and waiting some more, May brought yet another conversation between Karl and someone of higher rank in the company. However, this time he was told that if we wanted to move, they could make it happen. So, we told them we would like a couple of weeks to think and pray about it.

Two weeks! That didn’t seem like much time to make such a big decision. Then again, we had been waiting for something to happen for a year and a half. We began praying each night together, specifically about whether or not we should move. And where. We had been considering Alabama, which we have talked about off and on ever since we got married. There has never been the industry there to support our family. We thought that we finally might be able to make it work. We also talked about moving back to New York, or back to the Melbourne area where we lived before for so long. And, of course, Virginia was in the running.

By this point, I had visited Lynchburg twice with Karl. I knew it was a beautiful area. I knew that the people there were really friendly. I was aware that there are about 5 colleges there or very near the area. All things we were looking for in a place to call home. As we continued to pray about our upcoming decision, we asked God to make it clear, obvious, what He wanted us to do. We were down to just 2 days before we were to finalize our decision. We had ruled out Alabama. There are several reasons, but mostly we just didn’t feel we were being led there. The same with Melbourne and New York…..we had lived in both places, and as much as we loved our time there, knew they weren’t ‘home’. That left Virginia, but we still weren’t sure.

So, two days before decision-day, we were out with Elle for her evaluation appointment. We stopped on our way back home for lunch at Firehouse Subs. I ordered my usual Italian and Karl decided to be adventurous, ordering some BBQ sandwich he never gets!

As we began to get settled at our table, Karl realized that the sauce had been left off of his sandwich. An easy fix…..he just headed up to the counter and grabbed the first bottle that looked like BBQ sauce. I had already dug into my sandwich, sharing some with Elle, when Karl exclaimed, “You gotta be kidding me?!” I looked up, and this was what I saw (zoom in on the bottle if you can):

We did say obvious. 😉


About Wendy Woerner

wife, mama to five, blogger, foodie, works in social media and marketing, loves Jesus
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8 Responses to How did we end up here? (Part 2)

  1. So glad God loves us enough to hear and answer our prayers!

  2. mamadisciple says:

    Glad you are getting settled. I can’t wait to hear more about your new home, Wendy!

  3. I know that picture! I didn’t pray hard enough 🙂 Just kidding. I know this is great for your family. We love you!

  4. Jennifer Owen says:

    God is always so good, answering our prayers and getting our attention in sometimes the smallest of ways. I’m so glad you guys have made a successful move to a wonderful part of the country and wish you lots of success and continued happiness! Maybe one day we will even get to see each other again…

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