Highs & Lows of Our Move to the Border

We are in the middle of moving to the San Diego – Tijuana border, which has made it extremely difficult to find time to write.
Our house is empty. The trailers filled with all our belongings have departed. We’ve said many good-byes.
Moving definitely isn’t one of the more enjoyable experiences of life. What we are moving to does get us pumped up. Like the Olympians we have a goal before us. We do not run for a perishable wreath.

“Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air.”
—1 Cor. 9:25,26 (ESV)

Also we’ve been so encouraged as God has provided in so many ways. He brought friends from church to help us get a permit for our porch. Others have come to help us pack and clean the house. One of our neighbors is working on our cars to get them ready for the trek across country.
Both of our cars are having problems. One of our cars needs a compressor for the air conditioning. Since we are driving across the desert in the summer, even though we’ve done things like that before we’d like to keep from it this time. David Jr.’s car needs a new transmission, and we just found out tonight that he needs to replace the lower ball joints.
On the one hand, I believe that our enemy wants to discourage us and get us down as we prepare to leave to minister on the border. On the other hand, I know the Lord is protecting us, and it’s far better for us to be able to take care of this now rather than during the trip.
We are so thankful to the Lord for providing such good and faithful friends to help us along the way. We are praying that our cars will run smoothly and make it safely to San Diego.

I’m so tired. My whole family is tired. “Lord, give us strength. Give us a good night’s sleep. Thank you for your love and tender mercies.”
Two more prayer requests:

1. It’s going to be tough to say goodbye to Jonathan and Hannah. “Lord, comfort us with your presence.”
2. We need a place to stay in San Diego when we arrive until we can find a place to live. Our first place fell through, because we have our little toy poodle, Princess with us.

In His Grip, Dave
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