Hello sweet readers. 21 days down and just one more to go in our time at home.
Our time has been filled with gorgeous sunsets splashed across the Arizona sky.
The longer I live away from the desert, the greater my admiration grows for all that the skies here deliver: vibrant blue all day long, fireball sunshine amidst orange and purples at dusk, and crystal clear stars at night. It's gotta be an artists/photographers dream.
We celebrated our third anniversary with a trip to Phoenix where we took in a game of America's pastime.
The Diamondbacks scored 6 runs which means we got free tacos at Taco Bell the next day. Tacos that weren't really all that free because what they fail to tell you is that you have to buy a large drink, which is $1.84, and you can only go between the hours of 4 and 6 p.m.
Tricky. Albeit smart because somehow, despite the caveats, they still got our money so that we could have our "free" tacos.
Yesterday we celebrated my sister's Bridal Shower, which was the main reason for my lack of blogging as I was having way too much fun the last couple of weeks scouring Pinterest and shopping for all that we would need to sit down and write anything.
Pics to come on that one.
Today we celebrated our Dads with a brunch buffet for Luis' Dad and a lasagna dinner at home for our sweet Daddio.
I am always amazed how fast the time goes when we are here. Whether it's one week or three, it seems to fly by just the same.
Now, on to the real reason I am writing, besides the fact that I am waaaay overdue on a post: to give you a little glimpse into the exciting world of professional sports.
Most of you are aware that we are not returning to Karlsruhe for the next season. Luis' contract runs up at the end of this month and we are in the process of figuring out what our next step will be.
By "figuring out" I mean, we are waiting for God to show us where He's taking us. He's working on something good up there, He just hasn't felt the need to fill us in on what that is just yet.
We know for sure we are moving. Somewhere. We think. We hope.
We don't know if we will be in Germany. In Europe. In America. Or if we will even still be in soccer at this point. There's a lot of uncertainty for us. And with a baby on the way, Visas expiring and health insurance running out along with them, we certainly get a lot of blank stares when we say "We have no idea what we are going to do."
But that's the truth. Plain and simple.
It's a foreign concept in our culture to not have a plan. Believe me, we would love, love, love to have a plan in place, but we are also completely content without one.
And let me tell you, for me to be as at peace as I am with the whole thing is a major testament to the work the Lord has been doing in my life the last few years because I was very much your first born, Type A, always got it together, follow the plan kinda gal.
But I learned, or rather, through circumstances the Lord has shown me that I didn't leave a whole lot of room for faith in the mix of all my plans. So I quit making plans and started trusting Him a bit more.
It's an exciting time in our lives, and also a very stretching one, as with each passing day it becomes easier and easier to give in to the anxiety and begin to question whether God is ever going to bring something along.
Those are the moments when we have to go back and remind ourselves that God is for us, not against us, He works for the good of those who love Him, His plan is so much bigger than soccer, so much bigger than just us, and that we can trust, that in moments of uncertainty, He is growing our faith and preparing our hearts that we might bring Him glory in all that we say and do...whatever that may be.
So, I don't know if that really gave any answers except that we have no idea what's next for us! Just thought I'd give an update for everyone who keeps wondering what we are doing with our lives. :) Happy Monday!