We spend a lot of time at the kitchen table. Some days we actually get to sit around it 3 meals a day! Since Asher has been born our mealtime is much shorter and often interrupted by a multitude of things: needing a napkin, more to drink, more to eat, or I usually forget something essential to the meal (gah! I forgot the forks AGAIN!).
My favorite part of mealtimes though is that dinnertime is the one time we get to pray together as a family, and we get to have conversations as a family often catching up on our day. Well, the hubby and I have conversations, Asher normally doesn't give us more than an "uh-huh" or a sign for "more" at meals.
The past week the conversations have centered around a potential job for the hubby and a potential huge, life-changing move for our young little family. We've been praying for a new job for Brad for the past 17 months and opened up our search out of state a year ago. Lately though, when we have these discussions I often look at Asher and think about the fact that we are making these decisions that will in so many ways effect the rest of his life.
I am leaning now only on God to make this decision. I know that if it is His will, it will happen. I'm just trying to make my family available for the call. And maybe Asher's grandparents will want to retire to a different city...