Buster Moon and I can relate. We both like to dream big dreams. We just need matching tees. During this wild ride and praying through what God wanted us to do, I might have had an answer for every reason why Greg gave for us to stay where we were. Our big joke? “Dream big dreams.” I earned myself the nickname “Moon” while we were processing all that was going on.
And I did. I dreamed big and prayed even bigger. I knew Greg desired absolute clarity in this decision to pick up our family and move to another state where we knew no one. Well, we kind of knew one couple, but that was it. No family, no close friends. Moving teenagers is a whole lot different than moving toddlers. This was a decision we were not taking lightly; yet we knew, should we choose to be obedient, that our children would see our faith.