Over the past 35 years of marriage, my family and I have shifted a total of 9 times. Each time we settle into our new place and unpack, there’s always this sense of hope: “Lord, I sure hope that this will be the last time we’re going to do this.” And not too long later, we’re on the move again. I think this continual dislocation is part of my lot in life and I think it’s designed to teach me that the only thing constant in this life is change. Don’t settle down. We’re not settlers, but pilgrims on a journey. Keep following the cloud of His Glory!