It is just a house, right?!

It is well with my soul.  How can I even say that?  "It is well with my soul!"  What does that even mean?  I am such an emotional wreck, but I feel so at peace at the same time.  I am certain that selling this house is what God wants us to do.  Every single time I begin to get mired down in the emotions that are attached to this house, He brings me back with his word.  I awoke this morning and immediately began to cry because I knew that this would be our last Sunday to wake up in this house...this house that we love...this house that we have watched our children grow up in...this house where they lost their first teeth...this house where they had all of their sleepovers...this house where we slept under the Christmas tree...this house where they played until after dark with their friends in the neighborhood.  I could go on and on, but it is just a house, right?!  After all, we are not leaving our children behind.  I have always been this way.  I get especially emotional on the last day of a vacation.  I never want to leave.  I am afraid that I will forget...forget what it felt like to call my children in from this front porch...forget the way it felt as we had devotion on Evan's twin beds (which he is also moving out of)...forget the laughter that came from upstairs when my kids were playing.  I know I won't forget, but still I panic.  As I said before, I woke up in tears this morning.  I felt God whispering, "Please come to me, I will give you rest."  Reluctantly (because my bed is warm and it is especially cold outside), I came to the special place that I always go to meet with Him.  It is here that I read his word and lay on my face at times in prayer.  I had to gather my thoughts for my Sunday School lesson, so I turned to the scripture given in the lesson: Hebrews 4:4-16.  Hebrews 4:9 states, "So there is a special rest still waiting for the people of God."  He is giving me my rest.  I can rest in Him.  Knowing that we are following Him.  The next scripture that was given was Mark 10:21: "Looking at the man, Jesus felt genuine love for him.  'There is still one thing you haven't done,' he told him. 'Go and sell all your possessions and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven.  Then come, follow me.'"  Okay, God I am listening.  That is what we are called to do.  It is just a house!  All of the memories are tucked away in my heart.  We will go forward, and in the words of my very wise husband, "we will make new memories in our new home."  Thank you God for giving me a fresh word of encouragement and for carrying me when I often feel I can't take another step.