Bang!
A Penske truck is a trigger. It's a trigger for a pretty great inside joke, but that's just the beginning. Every time I see a Penske truck it triggers the memory of our move from Bair Lake to Cran-Hill.
Driving through the night to get home from Florida would normally be followed by immediate rest, but fresh air was calling, so we all went for a walk. (Ok, maybe we went for a walk because Ellie couldn't wait one more moment to see Sky.) It doesn't really matter how He got us out there; the walk turned out to be an awesome connection time with the Lord. As we walked around the Ranch we were caught up in gratitude. A year ago our hearts were in a cloud, but as we walked together we all sensed God's peace and an incredible sense of belonging. Our cloudless hearts are an undeniable proof that God heals. So 12 months and one Penske truck later: Cran-Hill is our home.
Bang! (Oh wait, I already counted that one...)
4 comments:
Love reading your posts- keep em up!:) Penske trucks are quite a trigger for us too; mixed with happy and sad. A year...wow, a lot has happened huh? And yet, sometimes it feels like yesterday. Remembering with you and celebrating what is ahead.:)
I think the same thing every time see one of those trucks!! :)
Love you guys!!!!
I had almost forgotten, but as soon as I read the title and saw the picture I knew exactly what you were talking about :)
I'm glad there is peace. God is GOOD!♥
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