The Call within the call

      It was in the latter part of the year 2000 that the "crisis of belief" came regarding the calling upon our lives to host the King's Tavern. I do not think that I will ever forget that momentous day. I was busily writing away at my desk when the Lord began wooing me to come and spend some time alone with Him . Because our cottage house  was tiny, the only place I could go and be alone with the Lord, (as Kit worked at  home), was our bedroom. My quiet hideaway with Jesus was atop our cozy four poster Rice bed. There I laid with the sunlight reflecting on our bedroom wall accompanied by the sweet presence of the Lord, waiting to see what He wanted to say to me. His peace permeated my entire soul and there was no place I would rather have been than with Him. He then began giving me a procession of visions. The first image was that of a wondrous and prodigious city. It was evening as the sky was black like coal with millions of glittering white lights filling the metropolitan area with it's immense sky scraper buildings, archaic churches adorned with tall pointed steeples. This brilliant vision appeared before my eyes for a short twenty seconds then altogether disappeared. The same vision appeared twice more, each time shining brightly, then dissipating before my eyes. The next image was that of a large hand in motion. I knew at once it was the Lord's hand, awesome in power as it  radiated in a  brilliant white hue. Lastly, I was shown four states knitted closely together on a map. My view was from up  above as if I were a flight in an airplane looking down from on high. With all these images, I awaited the Lord's voice to begin showing me what they all meant. I have to say it was quite magical and it captured my attention fully. More so than His still small voice, was a very strong impression in my spirit that He was getting ready to move us. To be sure I was right, I asked Him plainly;

     "Lord are you telling me that you are getting ready to move Kit and I from our safe cozy and happy little home?"

     His reply was "yes."

     I didn't stop and respond to the emotions I felt, (as I loved my home), because the peace I was basking in penetrated my very soul. My next question followed;

     "Lord, are you moving us within or out of the  state?"

     I heard Him clearly reply; "Out of the state."

     Now to be honest with you  the next question on my agenda , (where?) ,was not easy to ask as if He answered  Nevada or China I would probably have lost that thrilling peace I was so enjoying. (We all have places we pray God would never send us.) But I knew I had to ask. In my bewilderment and surprising comfort, He answered,"Virginia."

 

     Lastly, I asked the Lord if He would show me the timing of this move. I believe I heard Him say, "Thanksgiving Day."  

      My thoughts were scattering into a thousand places as Kit and I didn't know a soul in Virginia. Why Virginia I thought? I felt comfort as I had lived there as a little girl from the age of 2  to 6 years old with  many of my memories there being  happy. This certainly had to be a God thing and an excitement filled my very being. I could hardly wait to share all of this with Kit as I knew he would love Virginia with all the changing seasons, snow, vast rivers, astounding country and it's closeness in proximity to Washington DC. We both would welcome the awesome thunderstorms in the summer as well as the enchanting fire flies and the splendorous Atlantic ocean. But still, I kept wondering why this particular state at this distinctive moment in time.