Do you know what it means to walk by faith? As a Christian woman, I have learned that following Christ means living counter to the culture.
Sometimes this means doing things you don’t understand. A lot of times it means doing things that others don’t understand.
What are you supposed to do, though, when God asks you do to something you don’t want to do?
When we surrender to God’s will, He will light our path. We just have to put one foot in front of the other to press on inspite of our reluctance.
Learning to let go
Five years ago, my husband asked me to move from the place we had come to call home to a small town in the middle of nowhere. There was an opportunity for him to fulfill a lifelong dream of his to start his own business.
This was not the first time we relocated due to a job opportunity. We were no strangers to moving, but this time was different.
When we moved to Oklahoma City, it was an effort to get closer to home. My husband and I both grew up in the Tulsa area, and Oklahoma City was little more than an hour drive.
We were in closer proximity to more family and friends than we had been in the entirety of our marriage. Now he was asking me to move three hours away to a place with no family and no friends (and no Target).
My husband has worked as a home builder for nearly 15 years, so we move a lot. We have lived in, renovated, and sold six homes throughout our marriage. Not to mention the homes we lived in during the transition from one home to the next.
I don’t get attached to houses, but I do sometimes get attached to comfort. Before we had kids, I was willing to move anywhere and everywhere.
In fact, it was my desire to leave our hometown that initiated our first move as a married couple. We packed all of our belongings in a small U-haul trailer and drove halfway across the country to Phoenix, AZ.
It was there that my husband got his start in the construction industry. He began by working for a paint contractor, then moved on to his first superintendent position with a national home builder.
The housing market was booming at the time, but we were close to the end of the high in that region of the country. He was eventually transferred to Ft. Worth, TX, where the market wasn’t in such jeopardy.
It was about one year after we moved to Texas that he had an opportunity for advancement with a different company in Oklahoma City. By this time, our first child was six months old, so we jumped at the opportunity to move closer to home.
When God asks you to do something you don’t want to do
We lived in Oklahoma City for six years, had one more child and one on the way when he was presented with an opportunity that would finally allow him to start his own business.
The catch was that the client he landed was three hours away in a remote part of the state that I had only been to one time for a wedding, or driven straight through on my way from Oklahoma to Texas.
When one job turned into two, then turned into three, he suggested we move our family to accommodate the requests. Selfishly, I resisted for quite a long time.
It was a rural area in what felt like the middle of nowhere with no friends, no family, and none of the amenities I had become accustomed to by living in the city.
My husband, bless his heart, spent an entire year commuting back and forth, working his full-time job and managing his first major projects as a new business owner.
I was pregnant with our third child and stayed in Oklahoma City with our kids, one of whom was in school. We joke about that time as “the year we were separated.”
It was not easy, and we were most definitely not on the same page about how this situation was going to work itself out.
Eventually, God began to soften my heart.
We sat in our church one Sunday morning listening to our guest speaker, Christine Cain. At one point during her beautifully inspiring message, it was if she was speaking directly to me.
“God cannot do great things in your life unless you get out of the way,” she said.
It was in that very moment that I realized I had to loosen my grip on this life of mine. I was grasping for control because I feared the future.
When I look back now at all the fear and uncertainty I faced in the wake of making such a monumental decision, I can see how God holds us in the palm of His hand and places us exactly where we need to be.
As soon as we arrived home from that church service, I told my husband I had placed my faith in God and not our circumstance. I completely released my need for control and gave him the freedom to lead our family without my resistance.
From there, things moved relatively quickly. We finished the renovation on the home we owned within a couple of months and put it on the market about a month after our baby was born.
The house sold a few weeks later, and we moved our family to a small town in southeast Oklahoma. It was an area affectionately referred to as “Little Dixie.”
Loving Little Dixie
I experienced a bit of culture shock at first, but eventually grew to love that little town. It wasn’t without its hardships though.
When we moved, we had a 3-month-old baby, a new business serving as our only source of income, no family, and no friends.
Not to mention, my husband and I had spent the prior year living apart from one another. We had to learn how to live together again.
Soon after we moved, we found what we thought would be our family’s forever home. It was a dream home – a farmhouse privately nestled amongst the trees with lots of windows and a huge wrap-around porch.
The house sat on 12 acres, which my husband loved, yet it was right in the middle of town, which I loved. It was the best of both worlds for this city girl and country boy.
The only kicker – it would need a complete remodel to make this home work for our family long-term. Lucky for us, that’s the business we’re in, so we were up for the challenge.
We lived in the house for two years before starting our remodel. It turned out to be our most challenging project yet.
There was only one wall in 3,300 square feet that did not move or change, and we lived there throughout the entire process.
At this point, we had come to love our home and the town in which we chose to live. We found an amazing church and made some amazing friends.
It was out of hardship turned happiness that this blog was born, originally called Loving Little Dixie. I was determined to create a life I loved no matter the circumstance and help others do the same.
Writing and managing this blog was a creative outlet that I believe God was calling me to use, not only for myself but as a ministry to others.
I wanted to show everyone I knew how to live in obedience to God’s will and trust that He places us right where we’re supposed to be.
But somewhere along the way, I veered off course. I became consumed with growth and numbers and forgot to check in with God about this ministry He asked me to create.
It worked for a time. My readership began to grow, but my motivation was not right. The purpose of my writing was not in line with the original intent behind starting this blog.
Soon, I began to feel burdened by this big beautiful house we lived in and burdened by this call God had placed on my heart.
My priorities fell out of line, and I spent more time wrapped up in trying to build my platform than caring for the things that should come first – my home and my family.
I felt restless and unsure. At times, I felt like I should give it all up, but I didn’t want to.
It was about this time that things started to unravel for my husband as well.
When we were nearing the end of our remodel, he gave up his business to go on payroll and work exclusively for a big client of his.
He thought it was going to provide some stability, but it turned out much differently than he expected.
Terribly unhappy, he ended up sticking it out until the bitter end when he finally decided he needed to throw in the towel.
At this point, it had been months since he had contracted a job, so it was basically like starting his business all over again.
He did so, determined to make it work where we were, so we could continue living our happy little dream life in that beautiful farmhouse tucked away on 12 acres in that small town in the middle of nowhere.
Suddenly, things started getting very difficult for us as we faced challenge after challenge after challenge.
We began seeking God more fervently than we ever had before. We needed guidance because we just knew we had a purpose where we were and didn’t want to face a situation in which we might have to leave.
But, God had different plans for us and asked us to change course once again. This time, He was calling us home.
Leaving Little Dixie
We didn’t understand it, and it’s not what we wanted. We had come to love that little town and had developed some of the deepest friendships we have ever known as a married couple.
The church we attended was rooted in Biblical teaching, and we had recently become involved in a local mission which seemed to suit our interests and capabilities so well.
How could He ask us to leave? How could He bring us here, only to turn around and tell us it was time to go a few short years later?
I asked all of these questions in a fit of rage one day after my husband and I sat in our office to pray, stunned once we received the answer to our prayer.
It was an answer we did not expect – “go home.”
I didn’t know what to think or feel at that moment, but I know one thing. Both my husband and I felt a sense of peace we had not felt for quite some time.
We were frustrated and mad, but the weight that pressed down on our shoulders had been lifted.
Doing our due diligence, we sought counsel from close friends and family who were rooted in the Lord and all signs pointed back home.
We had a family meeting with our kids, asking them to pray about it as well, which confirmed that the decision was all but made.
We had no choice, but to follow the Lord, and we know where the Lord leads He has something better in store than we could possibly imagine.
It was not easy, but we did it. I moved during the summer with our kids, so they could start school at the beginning of the year.
My husband stayed behind to finish our remodel. We lived apart once again for six months while he finished the house.
We hit some roadblocks along the way, but God’s timing is perfect. Our buyers came to see the house on the first day it was listed.
The home was under contract after 12 days and closed 30 days later. Now, we start our new adventure together as a family in our hometown with most of our family close by.
Exchanging something good for something even better
All good things must come to an end to make room for even better things. You may have noticed some changes taking place around here in the last few months.
I have been in the process of refining the mission behind my blog and prayerfully considering how I can best serve all you busy moms out there.
Leaving “Little Dixie” to return home is one of the hardest things the Lord has asked my husband and me to do in our 14 years of marriage. We thought we would live there for much longer.
We learned to be obedient as we blindly waited on the Lord to orchestrate each and every step in his timing.
In all the trials we faced during the last year, we learned what it truly means to live by faith. No matter what you are going through or what you are facing right now, keep your eyes focused on the things that are true.
What you once knew as Loving Little Dixie – born out of a desire to share MYSELF and MY experiences – has now become Fruitful Home Co. – a resource that is fully focused on YOU and what YOU need.
Welcome to Fruitful Home Co.
Moving forward, you will still see your favorite posts about goal-setting, productivity, personal development, and time management.
You will also see more posts related to faith, marriage, parenting, homemaking, and self-care.
Women, especially moms, are busy. They are tired, overwhelmed, and filled with self-doubt. They have dreams that they ignore because of fear and uncertainty.
My purpose here is to support and encourage you. I want you to know your value and your worth. I want you to know that you are not alone.
I want this to be a community full of women inspiring women to be fruitful wives and mothers who care for themselves and each other as much as they care for their families and their homes.
It is possible to navigate motherhood without forgetting about yourself. Motherhood is magical, but so is marriage, friendship, and chasing your dreams.
I will teach you to manage your home and life well, so you can live life with purpose. You will learn how to maintain all the things you are responsible for, while still leaving time for the good stuff.
Where you will find me
- FruitfulHome.co – This is your main resource for content meant to encourage, inspire, and give practical tips for improving your systems, routines, relationships, and personal growth.
- Instagram – This is my favorite social media platform and where I tend to spend most of my time interacting with my community.
- Pinterest – I have thousands of pins from goal-setting tips, productivity hacks, and budgeting to faith, family, and more!
- Facebook + Twitter – I share my content here, too, on the daily. If these are the platforms you prefer, I would love for you to join me over there.
- Email – I send out a weekly email to my community with all of my best tips, tricks, and resources. You can enter your email address in the form to join more than 2,000 other women who want to live with purpose.
Now, it’s your turn
I would love to know what you would like to see more of around here. What types of resources would help you? In what areas are you looking to grow and improve?
If you’re feeling brave, leave a comment below, send me an email, or come hang out with me on social media. I love hearing from my readers!