In the eleven years that I was married to my husband while he played baseball, we moved 37 times! I learned how to pack quickly and efficiently as a matter of survival. That did not mean, however, that it was by any means easy.
God taught me a tremendous lesson in trust while we were living in Denver playing AAA. I received a call one afternoon from my husband who was on a road trip. He excitedly told me that he had been called up to Cincinnati. Needless to say, I was thrilled with the news - but the next hurdle was to figure out how to get me moved. Andy said he would call me from Cincinnati later that night so that we could make some decisions.
As I hung up the phone, I was filled with a mixture of joy and sadness. I hated the part of baseball life that seemed to always leave me alone to pack, drive, and parent. I bowed my head as I cried and asked the Lord to show me the way. While still praying, my phone rang and God showed Himself to me in a very personal way.
One of my closest friends, who was on the team in Cincinnati, heard the news and called to tell me how excited she was. Of course, I dumped my load of concern on her willing ears. I expressed the dread of packing the car and my child to drive such a long distance alone. My friend patiently listened and then told me my needs had already been met.
It seems that the player my husband was replacing was injured and planned to go home for the rest of the season. He and his wife wondered if we would be willing to house sit their condominium. I jumped on that opportunity! Next, my friend told me that a missionary from Cincinnati had been in Denver for several weeks praying for a way to get back to his home without too much expense. So, at 8:00 the next morning, a Christian brother arrived to pick up my fully packed car for the long drive. At 10:00, my minister’s wife picked my baby and me up for a trip to the airport. Upon our arrival in Cincinnati, I was met by my friend who delivered me to a beautiful, fully furnished temporary home. It was complete with a high chair, crib, and toys and had been professionally cleaned and prepared for my arrival. I didn’t even have to make beds or go to the grocery store. God is good!
That experience changed my perspective forever. I learned that my plans and God’s plans are not always the same, but His way is always best. I was reminded that the Lord’s desire is to use His people to share the Good News of Jesus Christ. I also witnessed God’s ability and desire to provide for my needs better that I can imagine. He simply asks that I love Him with all my heart and seek to serve Him daily. I will learn to be content in life’s circumstances as I learn to place my trust in the one true and living God.