So what's in store this next year for the Parnell's you ask? That's an excellent question, and one that I for sure do not have all the answers to. I'm really glad that I'm okay with not knowing - I didn't used to be.
I can tell you that come February, we will be making the move back to Bend, Oregon. We really like that city and all the wonderful things it holds, and I think we're content to hunker down there for a bit. But, man, Albuquerque has been good to us. We've grown and changed for the better in more and deeper ways than I could ever convey here on this page. I, personally, have experienced amazing, rich times with my family, and have had conversations with them that mean the world to me and will never be forgotten. We've worked on movies, went to beauty school, went to film school, started a business, got tattooed, worked multiple odd end jobs (acquiring way too many Apple products during one in particular), and made some life long friendships. We've walked with family members through sickness and disease, and are even still standing with them and believing for complete and total healing and restoration.
It has been a jam packed three years. Definitely not the easiest time of our lives, but hard doesn't necessarily mean bad, it just means hard. I have learned that God, in His beautiful sovereignty uses it all [every. single. bit.} for our betterment. And I welcome that whole heartedly.
I'm excited, and a bit nervous. It's definitely a bittersweet thing to leave "home". But the beautiful thing about family, and my family in particular, is that they want what's best for us even if that means being a thousand miles away.
I know that for Eric and I, the move could seem a little backward. We're finally getting "established" in this city. But it really is just like Jesus to make a move like this. I remember my good friend, Jay Smith, once saying that while it may seem like you are being pulled backwards, you're just getting ready to be launched. Picture a slingshot. The object must be pulled as far back as it physically can, so that it can be launched the farthest it possibly can. I've always love that thought, and have thought about it often, especially during these past few years. Moving is a leap of faith for us. But what would life be without a few of those? And where would trust come into play if there was never a need for faith?