Come On, Just Move It, Move It


Moving from one home to another evokes a wide range of emotions in people.

Our first four years of marriage we moved six times. We were young, didn’t have a lot of belongings, and what we did have wasn’t all that valuable. And no kids. All part of the job.

Lots, of complaining and tears, though. On my part.

I work with a group who has the chance to move to our headquarters for the next ten months. They’ll have jobs, be coached and developed through the process, and will become part of an instant community.

All are moving into their apartments during a two-week period. They have the option of furnished apartments, but some choose to bring their own things. About half are coming from an overseas assignment while the rest are being transplanted from various parts of the U.S.

My team has been helping move folks into their new homes. The preparation for this has been intense; so many details, so little time, so few people to do all the tasks needed.

Everything was ready for families and singles to move in.

On our end.

What we couldn’t control was how people would show up. To a temporary home with people they don’t know. Being engaged in a program that some have anticipated with hopefulness and others, well, not so much.

It’s the trauma of transition. Great change, expected or unexpected, and dealing with a new norm.

On good days, such a transition represents adventure and possibilities.

On harder days, every little difference feels overwhelming.

I’m not going anywhere, but this will be a change for me, too. New people to get to know quickly, being available to listen and encourage, becoming a safe person for folks who may not have felt that sense of safety for some time.

Am I ready for the transition? Willing to begin fresh? It feels like a new classroom of students facing a teacher they may have heard of but have never personally encountered. Or even harder, the new kid in class who’s just moved into town, with no friends and a real sense of dread about that first day of school.

I empathize with these folks. Even the adventuresome ones have details that need to be completed. Getting a Florida drivers’ license. That first horrid trip to the grocery store when you’ve got nothing. Establishing a routine that doesn’t feel comfortable. Meeting people whom you’ll see every day for the next ten months.

Even as I’ve anticipated the difficult, I’ve been amazed by the hope and generous hearts many of these folks have already had toward one another. People who’ve moved in the day before showing up to help new folks move in. Congregating in the parking lot to introduce themselves.

Jesus calls it being one in spirit. Unity. Genuine community.

Change is hard, and I don’t enjoy going through it alone. It helps to know someone has my back, someone knows what’s happening in case I stumble and fall.

Because I will.

The camaraderie of like-minded people trumps anxiety and fear. Because together we’re stronger than we are alone. Especially with Jesus.

Bring on the change. I’m not an island.

6 responses to “Come On, Just Move It, Move It”

  1. Your personal integrity, sense of humor, warmth and wisdom must make you a good new friend/trainer for these new folk coming your way, Dayle. With prayers for you and your new trainees. Sandra.

    Sandra Auer Sent from my iPhone



    1. You’ve no idea how grateful I am for those prayers! It’s always a little intimidating going into a new year with so much at stake in personal lives. Thanks, my friend.


  2. It is gonna be another awesome opportunity for you to be ministeredTO as well as to be there for others in all your compassion, love, humor and even deficits. I am praying for you, and I feel ya. It is gonna be good….maybe not perfect in all aspects as we would call perfect, but God’s already got this…and you. Glad Tif and Ramsay get in on this for the next year. Miss you more than you know.


    1. So grateful for your encouragement. Every year I question whether I can do this. God is enough–so why do I always wonder if He will show up? So weak–and yet so amazed that He works in my mess. Miss you as well, Pen. More than you know,


  3. So very grateful you are there for those new folks – willing to go through continual change for the sake of others. God at work – in and through you. 💛


    1. Thanks, Ter. Another leap of faith with the new year. Makes me wish you and I had more time together–your wisdom inspires me.

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