Worry Wart...That's Me!

OK, I admit it...whenever I'm faced with the storms of life, I become a serious worry wart.  I have a tendency to think about every possible outcome, both good and bad, for nearly every situation life throws my way. In my own defense, my mom and dad were both worry warts, so maybe I come by it naturally.  That's right...let's blame it on the genes. 

With Chris being out of work now for almost 6 months, you can just imagine how much worrying I've done.  He and I both haven't been sleeping very well because we'll wake up in the middle of the night with all sorts of worrisome thoughts running through our heads.  It's difficult, if not impossible, to turn them off.  There's always lots of "what ifs" roaming through our minds.

With this whole job situation, I've come to realize that Chris and I view things a little differently.  He, on one hand, is striving hard to find the best job that will provide for our family. I, on the other hand, am most concerned about a job that will cause the least amount of stress and will be as easy of a transition as possible.  His concerns are more of a financial nature while mine are more matters of the heart.  Ideally, I would love for us to be able to stay put right where we are and not have to face another move.  Getting Abby through high school without too many bumps in the road is one of my main objectives right now.  Plus, I'd love to be close enough to Brittany so that she can visit us whenever she wants. However, I realize that in today's market, you simply can't afford to pass on opportunites that come up because they're far and few in between.

So, this brings us to today.  Chris is flying to New York this morning for a 2nd round of interviews with a company he's very excited about.  They've expressed great interest in him and the recruiter even told him that he's their # 1 pick. Now, if he does end up getting an offer and decides to take it, we could very well be looking at having to move to the suburbs of New York City somewhere in the near future.  Am I worried?  You bet I am!  I have lived in the south my entire life.  Moving north to me means moving to North Carolina.  So, the thought of moving close to the Big Apple makes me a nervous wreck.  Now, please don't get me wrong.  I am supporting Chris in his endeavors every step of the way...always have and always will.  Still, there's a part of me that worries how that kind of major transition would strain our family.  So many concerns swirl through my head.  Oh, we've moved many times before and have always come out shining, but it's never been as major of a move as this one would be.  I know I'm getting way ahead of myself because he has to get the offer first.  However, I'm trying to prepare myself for what might be coming.

Every morning I pray to God that He will take away my fears and worries and show me how to fully trust Him through all of life's uncertainties. I can feel Him working on me, too...really, I can!  I know that I have to cast all of my troubles on Him and give Him full control.  Afterall, I'm not in the driver's seat...He is.  Still, there's a huge part of me that hopes and prays that God's plan for our family involves being able to stay here in the south...where we've always called HOME. Have any of you ever been faced with a similar situation?  If so, I'd sure love to hear your perspective.   

"I believe God is managing affairs and that He doesn't need any advice from me. With God in charge, I believe everything will work out for the best in the end. So what is there to worry about." ~Henry Ford