New Chapter, New Blog

The Fuller family has been on quite an adventure this spring.  Let me attempt to give you the condensed version.

 

We have some very dear friends (ya know, the ones that are like family) that have a multi-generational farm on 100 acres near Lexington, KY.  We've been down to visit them several times and quickly fell in love with the area.

We've known for a long time that Eliza was not created to be a city girl.  When we visit the farm we basically don't see her for 3 days and she is SOOOO happy.  She is genetically predisposed to love and care for animals.  Its so fun to see.  This photo was from our first trip down to the farm, in Oct. of 2014.

 

Jim and Docia (Jon's parents) came down with us the following summer and things started to develop.  Jon asked his company if they would consider transferring him to their Lexington office.  Jim and Docia decided they wanted to move with us so we could be close to help if Jim's disease requires it.  Housing pricing in the Chicago area started to go up, making it possible for us to maybe get close to what we still owed on our townhouse.  God started clearly and quickly laying a path for us to walk.  So we decided to do it.  And man....things will never be the same.

Many years ago, the Lord called Jon and I to become foster parents.  We didn't know how, or when, or where, but we knew someday we would do it.  On a trip to the farm to visit Charley and his family, we were driving out of town to start our journey home and passed a sign that said, "Foster Parents Needed".  Ummmmmmmmmmm......

We needed a bigger home to fit more kids, and we certainly couldn't do that in DuPage County, so we started listening for alternatives.  How about twice the house, on 6+ acres with a 3-stall horse barn.  OK!

We found an amazing home, with room for Jim and Docia to build their own home, agreed on a contract with a long closing date, came home, renovated our house, listed it and signed a contract within 48 hours of going active.  Guess we're on the right track, huh?  Photos of the new place after we close, I promise.

So what's the plan?

Move in August, build a second house for Mimi and Papa, begin training to become foster parents, get some chickens, hopefully see my sister and her husband more often, and look for ways to get involved in ministry, and hold on tight for the ride to follow.

The moral of the story?  Where God calls, he provides.  In amazing, supernatural, humbling ways.