When I wrote my book years ago, I never imagined I'd have to live it out the way I have the last two years. I've been on a journey, a somewhat silent journey only my closest family and friends have known about. -I say "silent" because of my husband's client base of 200+ (several of which I am friends). I couldn't post publicly on social media, I had to watch who I spoke to, and I had to keep my journey a secret.
My journey has been emotionally taxing as well as physically up until now, and yet blessing is being discovered daily.
The Lord had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your father's household, and go to the land I will show you."Genesis 12:1
God was asking us to leave our city, our friends, and our family and to go to a new place to live; an unknown place at that moment.
This verse spoke right to our hearts and you could substitute "Johnson Family" for "Abram" as far as we were concerned.
That's the kind of beginning we had.
For several months, we as a family had been feeling the urge to move. We owned a beautiful home in Gig Harbor, WA but something inside us was stirring. We spoke about Kona, Hawaii and Phoenix, Arizona. My husband has relatives in both locations and when we spoke to them we felt we could easily fit into either culture. We had two open doors in front of us. Then one day as I passed by my husband, I asked him if he had heard from the Lord concerning either location. He responded by saying not yet, he was just about to spend time with the Lord, continue reading in the book of Acts, talk to God about it and then he'd let me know. So as he was reading, he came upon a verse that rose off of the page and into his heart.
Since the harbor was unsuitable to winter in, the majority decided that we should sail on, hoping to reach Phoenix and winter there.Acts 27:12
We were ASTOUNDED by the way God had answered our prayer. We wouldn't know how specific this response was until much later in our journey. For the time being, we realized that the "harbor" in the verse was directly where we lived, in Gig Harbor (and in fact most of the locals call it "the harb