The weeks leading up to the move to Scotland could only be described as a whirlwind of chaos. I knew it would be, but knowing it does not give you a ticket out of living it. My sister swooped in to help tie and tidy all the lose ends. We set off, two vans packed to the brim with luggage and kids. Four adults and five kids. Good byes at the airport and loading carts, a quick security check, and last minute snack purchases. All went so smoothly, surely this would be a gracious experience. The plane took off and all was well with team Stables. Even little Ian, charged up with steroids because of a breathing issues, was a happy camper. Then the bottom fell out.
In our walks and exploring we soon found the Scottish nettle (on the left). It leaves a nasty sting and depending on how you react to it, a rash and large welts. Not fun. We talked to some Scots who were not sure why God created it in the first place. But then we learned a equally important fact. Almost always near the nasty Nettle grows the dock plant. You can pick the dock leaves, crumpled them, and rub them into the nettle sting and it gives almost immedient relief. We have now gotten to test this on Luke and Ian. It really works.
This week Ian has had fewer breakdowns. He says hello to people and yells he loves Scotland as he zips down a playground zip line. Luke is trying to figure out if he can become a true Scotsman and stay forever. He is already saying his a's differently after the camp week. Levi is running into every new experience with a big smile and bright eyes. (Well, except for trying haggis.)
We feel unbelievably blessed by our life here. Our church, friends, and neighbors have been a comforting and encouraging community. I feel like all these little comforts of home, relationships, and surroundings have clinked in like a perfect jigsaw piece. And so thinking of packing up the boys and I for an unexpected trip home is a bit of a heartache. But a good one. I will travel back with three boys and a thick envelope to fix visas and visit family until the paperwork is in order. Jeff will meet us for the last weeks, and we will all travel back to our new home in Wormit by mid August. Jeff is staying the first two weeks to continue the work that was started last week at the first ever YL Taybridge camp. It has been a wild couple weeks of nettles and docks. But we are so grateful God places us where we are suppose to be. And that He plants dock plants near the nettles.
Please continue to pray for us and our many unexpected travels. For Ian's little heart and mind to adjust to all the changes. I firmly believe this all happened for a reason. Miscommunication, misstep, and visa havoc are not out of His control. We are trusting that this too will become good in His capable hands. And as much as we will love our early reunion with family and friends we will have already begun the countdown to come back to our new home in Scotland. Thanks for following along! Internet is officially in the house so the blog will be back up and running!