But as I was re-reading the book of Ruth, I ran across something I had underlined 32 years ago.
"Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried." Ruth 1:16-17
These words were a part of our wedding vows. I was reminded that wherever my husband was, that was my home. He and I became one all those years ago and as fond as I am of Oklahoma, my home is wherever he is.
When my husband Keith asked me almost 10 years ago how I felt about moving to Kentucky, I cried. After living in Arkansas 4 1/2 years , we moved back to Oklahoma in a town just an hour down the road from Tulsa. For 13 years, it was easy to make week-end trips there and the family up the road to see us. When I learned there would be over 700 miles between me and the rest of the family, I thought it might as well be at the other end of the world. No more week-end trips. More like one week out of the year! But there's that leaving and cleaving thing, and I took it seriously when I made those vows. While still upset about moving, I went to my Bible and read the Ruth verse again. I took a deep breath and said,
"Ok Lord, I'm ready to go."