So I'm a New Yorker..

This has been probably one of the craziest weeks I've had in awhile. I mean we've lived and seen alot in the past couple months but this is really crazy.

You guys, I'm a New Yorker and this is my cute New Yorker baby! :)

Axel was thrilled to see his Giraffe from Grandma Angela made it to NY too.

It feels crazy.. It is crazy. My life is... well, crazy. I'd be lying if I didnt say this is bittersweet. Believe it or not moving to New York has been much harder than moving to Costa Rica. Moving to Costa Rica we knew we were going to be living on a base, we knew mostly what Calebs work was going to look like, Caleb knew people at the base and we both had been to CR before.

Coming to New York we had no friends here, no family, we had both never been to this state and we didnt know where we were going to live. We've been trying to figure out housing for weeks and it just wasnt coming together. I kept feeling God urging us to just go, to just get in the car and get there already. I kept reminding God that if I went we were going to be living in a homeless shelter.

Finally Tuesday morning we got in the car and started driving for NY. We decided we were going to get a hotel when we got to Rochester NY and that we would try and quickly find a place to rent. Getting to Rochester takes 16 hours or if you're driving with axel it takes a day and half.

Grandma Joyce got Axel his very own steering wheel! He's my wild back seat driver. 

 We stopped in Windsor Ontario and stayed over night. This is right over the US/Canadian border just past Detroit. Wednesday we drove through Canada and around lunch time I got an email from the Pastor of Lifetree Fellowship (the church we've been in contact with in Rochester) saying they had found temporary housing for us until we can get on our feet our here in NY.

To say I was hysterical is an understatement. When God asked me to leave Minnesota with no housing set up in NY I felt like Peter stepping out of the boat to walk on the water. When we stopped in Windsor Tuesday night, I laid in bed with tears in my eyes, feeling my feet begin to sink beneath the waves, wondering where God was and if he was going to come through. We prayed, asked God to continue with us on this journey and went to sleep. I cant tell you how amazing it was when the Pastor text me. It was like Jesus looked me in the eyes and said "Dont look down Briana, just keep your eyes on me."

To make a long story short this amazing young couple named Paul and Katrina have taken us in, loved us, fed us, prayed for us, loved on baby Axel and even have taken us house hunting/touring the Roch NY area.

When we step out of the safe dry boat, when the waves start building all around us.. It can be so easy to loose sight of Jesus. Peter looked away and Jesus reached out for him even in his doubt. How glorious.

The most important thing I realized through this all is that We stepped out of the boat, we trusted, we were challenged, we were even weak. The amazing part is..

Jesus was faithful. He responded to our stepping out and even in our fear he rescued us.

Glorious isnt He?

Until next time friends,

Briana