Why I've been so uneasy

He doesn't say
Go
(When you've sold the house,
when the money is no longer an issue,
when you've found the new job,
when you've moved to another state,
when the timing just makes a whole lot more sense.)


Making the decision that the hubby would find a new job, we'd move out of state, and THEN we'd maybe be able to be on the adoption path seemed like something that makes sense. In every logical sense, that is the way to do things.

Instead of being at peace with this decision (as I thought I was), I've been full of unrest. Uneasy. Something isn't feeling right about it.

It occurred to me last night. I feel like Jonah.
What if God is calling me to Ninevah, and I'm looking for the first ship out of dodge?