Well, it is exactly one month until I leave Alabama and head off to our next duty station-our 5th cross-country move.

My friend and I were laughing about how in one year, we both will have lived in three states. For me, it’s Virginia, Alabama, and California.

If you ask how we do it as military spouses, well…we just do.

The place we are going is a place we’ve been before and it’s very isolated and very in the desert. So, I haven’t been thrilled about the move and I’ve complained ALOT.

I was telling my priest about how I felt bad for complaining so much and how I should be grateful for all I do have and he said to me, “Go home and read the account of the flight to Egypt.”

I did and right away I knew why he had me read it. I doubt Mary and Joseph wanted to go to Egypt. They probably just wanted to go home to their town, their friends, and their family. But, God needed them to go in order to protect Our Savior.

Mary followed Joseph’s lead and Joseph did what needed to be done.

Mary has been a great source of strength for me during this time of preparing to go back into the desert and follow my husband to a place I’m not super thrilled about. I know she didn’t complain or gripe.

I’ll follow my husband because the military needs him out there in the middle of nowhere. We didn’t sign up for this life to go to super cool places, we signed up to serve our country—my husband in a very direct way, me in an indirect way.

Sometimes life plants you not necessarily where you want to be but where you need to be, Catholic Pilgrims. As my priest so wisely showed me, we can fight against it and be miserable or we can model the Holy Family and be obedient, loving, and grateful.

Have a blessed Wednesday.

*This is a picture from the town of Wetumpka. As my kids say, “That’s the most Alabama-sounding town name ever.”

Make sure you say it with a southern accent to get it just right.