Busy.

One word to describe my life lately.

It's been busy.

It's been wonderful.

I am so thankful for my friend, Rebecca, who has given me a job {and sort of also given me a purpose} in Michigan.

When Josh and I moved to Hamtramck two years ago, I had a two-month-old. And not just any two-month-old. I had a two-month-old who was super skinny, not gaining weight, and not breastfeeding well.

Josh left his Masters degree unfinished. He had no job prospects. [Praise God, Josh completed his Masters in May of 2012 and now he has a great job teaching high school science.]

I didn't really want to move. I didn't want to leave my mama and the rest of my family who could help me out with this new little mystery my son. I didn't want to step out in faith, trusting only in God for where my every-single-thing-I-needed would come from.

But I left anyway. 

I followed my husband. Trusting that he had heard from God, that he was making the best decision for our little family.

I could talk all night about how happy I am with the decision that we made to leave Savannah and move to Michigan.

Oh, I often ask myself, "Why, oh why, did you leave Georgia, Ashley?"
{Especially on nights like tonight when it's 7 degrees outside.}

I ask myself that question, but I ultimately know the answer.

I left Georgia and came to Michigan for folks like these women that Becks and I began training tonight (to make your Better Life Bags).

I left Georgia and came to Michigan to solidify the Beams - you know, Josh and Ashley's version of the Beams.

I left Georgia and came to Michigan to learn how to mommy John P in the way that God leads.

I left Georgia and came to Michigan to team with Josh to pay off the debt {hey now, no judging} we acquired as a result of higher education. [Hopefully I'll be able to share our progress with y'all.]


I left Georgia and came to Michigan to be busy. Busy about the work of God.

{This was written a week ago. Sorry I'm just now posting. I've been busy.}