I’ve been waiting six months to write this post.

If you’ve been following our blog recently, you know the story about our recent move from Portland, Oregon to Indiana for Stacey to take on a new position. In the course of the move, I went from sharing a full-time position with Stacey to being a stay-at-home dad. We also did our share to participate in the housing bubble, having gone in the hole to sell our house in Portland.

Several months ago, looking ahead to all of this transition, and being uncertain about how it would all work out, I wrote about trusting God through it all. Well, this is the post that describes the light at the end of the tunnel.

Going from a profession to being at home meant that I have been attending to household duties—making the dinners in the evenings, attending field trips with the kids, shopping during the day. My world had gotten much smaller, which didn’t bother me, but did leave me wondering if and how God might be calling me to more fully use my skills.

Right smack in the midst of the transition, I was recommended to not just one, but two departments on campus that had needs for some writing. Both pay well, both involve writing that I love to do, and both employ writing to serve the Church in some capacity, both are flexible in that I can fit in work around the kids’ schedules. It is a great fit for what I love to do—I don’t think I could have written a better job description out of the blue.

God is faithful.

Then there is the money situation. We are still digging our way out of selling our house in a rock-bottom market. We are grateful to have it sold and off our minds, but we are in the hole. We have some work ahead of us, and we should be in the black come the new year.

When we moved here, we were surprised to discover that Indiana has a new school voucher program. This means that our two youngest children will qualify for state payments that will cover a good chunk of tuition costs at the Catholic school at our parish. For both Simon and Lucy, this amounts to just under $10,000 per year through high school.

God is faithful.

On an early summer walk through a beautiful campus at dusk last night, Stacey and I marveled at how things have worked out. We both have thrilling work we are passionate about, and our kids are settling extremely well into their new schools. We even have a family dog, for crying out loud. It feels like we’ve taken a significant step in growing and maturing into the family we’re called to be. And we had nothing to do with it—the only thing we’ve contributed is the attempt to faithfully discern God’s will at each turn.

Transitioning into the unknown and paying the price to follow our call has not been stress-free. Our conviction that God is faithful, however, made it easier to let go when we weren’t sure how things were going to work out. We certainly gave it our best to plan wisely—we have to be good stewards of our resources—but there have been many moments in the past six months that have been full of question marks. Those moments have been gifts for us because they have asked us to rely on God to provide for us.

Of course, question marks remain, but many of them are turning into exclamation points. God is faithful!