Our family has embarked on a journey several years in the making. We are working toward full-time RV living.
In 2013, seven or eight months into our 11-month camper living experience I had a moment of frustration and told my husband I'd rather live in the camper then continue with the ridiculous mortgage process. You see, a car accident resulted in our home being lost to fire and we had to rebuild. Our insurance company was fabulous but the bank we were dealing with was horrible. Absolutely horrible. Because we were doing a custom-built modular we had only two bank options and the one we pick was the wrong one, obviously.
Much as I was relying on God to stay patient, understanding and even-tempered I had reached my limit. I proposed the idea of scrapping the house, building a garage-type structure and buying a motor home. We talked about it, looked a few options and even inquired with the insurance company about this idea. Ultimately, the timing was not right and we proceeded to build the home which we moved into three or four months later.
Sometimes, a moment of frustration can open the door to an unexpected path the Lord is leading you toward.
Though we held off on full-time RV living, our conversations revealed that Brad had a desire to travel the country and that I was willing to give up the “American dream” and live a lifestyle quite different than most.
God Fits The Pieces Together
The mosaic of life is pieced together by the Master artist who sees the beginning from the end.
As I look back over the past 15 or so years, I see how God has taken small pieces of life: decisions, consequences, actions, and ideas and fashioned them together into a thriving life. The heart-change on homeschooling, getting laid off, the fire, the year of Christian school – all pieces of a grand design.
Now, as we take a step of faith and embark on a journey where there are plenty of unknowns we rely on God to piece together more of our story.
When you put together a mosaic or even a puzzle, you often pick up a piece, attempt to fit it and if it doesn't, you lay it aside until the time is right. That's how it has been with the journey.
We've looked at campers for the past three years. On and off we'd check them out on Craig's List, RV Trader, private sellers and camper shows. We started a list of campers models and styles we liked and features we felt were necessary. As we got closer to the actual idea of camper living, every time we toured a camper I would pray and ask the Lord to show us if it was “the one.”
Finally, He did.
We toured a used Cedar Creek Silverback for 2 hours! Yes, two hours looking and praying through at a camper. The last 30 minutes or so I spent inside praying in each room, asking God to guide our decision. When we left we both knew it was “the one.”
There were some passionate conversations about the money side but clarity came quickly thanks to prayer, advice from out accountant and a hot tub date night courtesy of friends who are praying through our transition with us.
First A Trickle, Then A Flood
This idea of full-time RV living was like a little trickle of prayers, dreams, and desires. Looking at campers, discussing where we'd live if it happened and occasionally daydreaming about selling everything we owned (that was probably just me).
Suddenly, the dam has broken loose and we are now flooded with a to-do list of activities as this desire becomes reality. We've secured a buyer for our travel trailer and our contents are leaving our home faster than I ever imagined. Which is great because it saves the step of having an auction down the road.
There are many decisions yet to be made. The planner and organizer in me wants every detail outlined but relying on God to lead the way is the most important thing I can do right now.
A Light Unto My Path
As this process began I had a conversation with an acquaintance, Lindsey Hartz. She said something that immediately resonated with my spirit regarding the journey to full-time RV living (and really, to all of life surrendered to Christ). It went something like this:
I had always thought of God lighting my path as a bright light leading the way. But in reality, if you think about a lamp, it lights only a short distance in front of us. Each step we take with the light will brighten up more of the path ahead of us, little by little as we step out in faith.
We have been flooded not only with activity but with questions, mostly from well-meaning people who are curious about our decision. I can't answer every question right now and that scares some people. It will scare me too if I allow it.
I have to be in prayer, seeking God about this journey and letting him light the path. There's nothing super spiritual about ditching suburbia and going to full-time RV living, but there is some spiritual about allowing God to lead the way in all things.
Your word is a lamp to my feet And a light to my path. ~Psalm 119:105 AMP
Our journey continues one prayer, one box, one decision at a time.