4 1/2 years the Iris bulbs and the Wishard's have experienced discomfort and many blessings.

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About 4 1/2 Years ago I had this post: 7.8.13

Moving and the Iris bulbs

Yesterday I dug up some Irises.  They didn’t want to move from where they were.  They had grown in the most  easy direction they could grow.  They didn’t grow out, they grew in.  They were becoming impacted and ingrown and were not making the beautiful, purple glorious flowers they had made.

Sheila and I are being dug out of our Denver Colorado garden and moved to another garden spot.  Fort Worth Texas.  We didn’t want to move from where we were.  We had grown in the most easy of directions where we could grow.  Thirty years we grew some out, but some in.  We had grown in new friends and new areas of work for Jesus in these years.   Especially, the  mission trips to Russia, Czek Republic and The Ukraine had been out of the comfort zone and quite a stretch for us in some ways. Much growth was in the ways that we felt was “comfortable”.  This is not bad, but good.  Sometimes life with God demands fresh blood and new people.  New faces and new places.
In the winter of 2011, 2012 and 2013 we had accidents or other incidents that required a brief hospital stay.  March 24, 2013, I fell on the ice and severed my quad from my patella requiring surgery and pushing my retirement into the foreground.  We decided it was time to move back to Texas to live a bit nearer to our son, Jeff and daughter in law Donna.  The beautiful, glorious friends we have developed in Denver made this decision about as easy as digging up Iris plants.
So in a few moments we will leave the house to go and worship with the wonderful people of Southeast church of Christ for the last time for a while.  We have been blessed that the digging up of our lives has gone as smoothly as the good Lord could make it.   Our house sold quickly and we found one we liked in North Richland Hills quickly.
Still there is the digging up of those forty bulbs that are now drying out on the table in our backyard.  The truck will come on Wednesday, 7/10/13,  according to the plan and on Thursday and Friday the Wishards and the iris bulbs will hopefully arrive in the metroplex to start our new garden.  We have mixed feelings of course.  Sad to leave our good friends here.  Excited with a new garden area and a new set of opportunities for growth.
Thank you God for digging in our lives to set up healthy, spiritual growth even when we resist it.
Today, 1.2.18
We look back and have had these years to enjoy extra time with kids, grandkids, sibs, nephews, nieces and cousins who live in North Texas.  The fellowship with the church and especially the men's groups I study with and the workout guys has been great.  Hoping for a great New Year for all.

Larry Wishard

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