Today is, as they say, the first day of the rest of my life.
Yesterday, I found out that my transfer to my company's UK office outside of London has been approved. My tentative starting date is three months from today.
This is kind of a big deal.
In the Bible, in Ephesians 3:20, Paul refers to God's ability to do "immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us".
I have on more than one occasion imagined moving to the UK for an extended period of time. Sometimes I live in a quiet Scottish bungalow surrounded by Shetland ponies. Mostly, I live in a sensible one bedroom flat walking distance from the office. On extravagant days, I end up married to nobility and living in a ridiculously expensive London apartment with a maid and a seamstress who makes sure my pant legs are always exactly the right length, so I'll be well-dressed when I do whatever needs to be done to save the world on that particular day.
I can imagine quite a lot.
But God can do immeasurably more than this, and that has the potential to be an interesting and unexpected story. Therefore, I propose to chronicle here a bit about the ups, downs and miscellaneous experiences of my trans-Atlantic move and resettlement, and I invite you to share this journey with me.
And because Ephesians 3:20 wasn't written exclusively for me, I hope from time to time you'll send me your stories of divine one-ups-manship for possible inclusion on this page.
Cheerio!
LeAn
Yesterday, I found out that my transfer to my company's UK office outside of London has been approved. My tentative starting date is three months from today.
This is kind of a big deal.
In the Bible, in Ephesians 3:20, Paul refers to God's ability to do "immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us".
I have on more than one occasion imagined moving to the UK for an extended period of time. Sometimes I live in a quiet Scottish bungalow surrounded by Shetland ponies. Mostly, I live in a sensible one bedroom flat walking distance from the office. On extravagant days, I end up married to nobility and living in a ridiculously expensive London apartment with a maid and a seamstress who makes sure my pant legs are always exactly the right length, so I'll be well-dressed when I do whatever needs to be done to save the world on that particular day.
I can imagine quite a lot.
But God can do immeasurably more than this, and that has the potential to be an interesting and unexpected story. Therefore, I propose to chronicle here a bit about the ups, downs and miscellaneous experiences of my trans-Atlantic move and resettlement, and I invite you to share this journey with me.
And because Ephesians 3:20 wasn't written exclusively for me, I hope from time to time you'll send me your stories of divine one-ups-manship for possible inclusion on this page.
Cheerio!
LeAn
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