Roots
The pamphlet spoke of roots.
Life on the road; there would be no roots, church functions, much less family to run over and visit. Every place would be new, briefly, then off to a new place.
Kind of like our walk of faith as a Christian, we accept “the call” to be a believer in Jesus Christ, but we really don’t know what that entails either. He calls us to let go of the world as we know it and conform to a new way of life.
“Begin with the end in mind,” Steven Covey said. As a traveling family our “end” is to be debt free. As a believer, our “end” is heaven.
So, basically my answers were sobering ones. Life on the road would be hard. Period. But it was the “call” we answered.
Let Go
Honestly, I couldn’t let go. Just being honest. I just couldn’t. Fear crept in. Truthfully, I did not trust God would provide what I couldn’t control.
He gave me the tough answers. No roots.
Letting go would have freed up the rent and utilities money to put toward our expenses on the road. Also, letting go of church activities, teaching positions at weekly homeschool group classes, and seasonal sports was tough to do. But family and friends offered to cover for me and encouraged our endeavor. I routinely told people I was “non-committal”, but that we were available when in town. Still to this day that is how we roll.
