Movers and Shakers

The movers are coming in waves, and the first arrived yesterday. Wrapping up, lifting and loading, we watched as they hoisted the days and years of our lives onto their truck.

This load will be going to Texas, with furniture for John Mark and Daniela, some dolls and other toys to be there waiting for little Maria when she arrives in February.

Later, there will be a truckload for Richmond and another for Florida.

It's not just these years in Alexandria that we are having to reckon with, It's the four and a half decades that we have been married. It seems that we are indeed hoarders and have never thrown anything away.

We have done our own packing, so that means every crammed drawer in every desk and dresser has to be opened and sifted through. Pictures, old letters stuffed in envelops with eight cents stamps. There's Audrey at the eighth-grade dance. Me, writing my parents from my first trip to Eagle Eyrie at thirteen, where I would first think about what it must be like to  be the pastor of First Baptist Church…What had been only faded memories, I was suddenly holding with the details in my hands.

And then there's John Mark, a child again. Growing up before our eyes with every opened box from the attic. Moved from Danville intact, but not again. Report cards and SAT scores. Short stories scribbled and then discarded. Trophies for...everything.

It all set my mind to thinking about the mystery of time. How quickly it passes, of course. But also, how rich a run we have had of the years. Not too many regrets.

"We're really doing this, aren't we?", I asked Audrey as the truck pulled away.

Our house is still a jumbled, crowded mess, boxes, plates and antiques left to wait their turn. But whole rooms are standing empty now. Charles and Abdul didn't leave a scratch as far as we can tell. On the other end of their work, it will be a new life that's starting.

New, but not better. How could it be?

Once yesterday I felt a trace of moisture on my face.
A drop or two of rain, I think.
It had been predicted, you know.

4 Comments


Mike Roell - October 5th, 2021 at 9:21am

I know that you are on a new part of your journey in life. When you get the point of retirement I assure you that you will still have a great deal to do! What GOD has planned for us we never know. I retired at age 65 because my dear sweet wife said that when I could start receiving Social Security that I didn’t have to work anymore! Believe me I may not get paid for what I do. Most of the time I am Blessed by asking what GOD wants me to do. Most of the time I don’t have to ask. I thank GOD for everyone He has brought into my life! May GOD continue Bless and Use you! I’m praying for you and Audrey!

Janet Belvin - October 5th, 2021 at 3:42pm

Paul and I are about to make that same journey. We have sold our home here in Lovettsville and will be moving to Williamsburg in November. May God bless you in this next phase of your life.

Ginger and Mike - October 5th, 2021 at 11:44pm

We are so happy for you and Audrey! Coincidentally, Mike retired from American Airlines one day before you announced your retirement. It is exciting, fun, and yes, emotional. You and Audrey began your family around the same time, and John Mark and Jonathan are only 6 months apart. I pray you and Audrey will continue to enjoy good health, and I know you’re in store for many more blessings including that sweet granddaughter. I’m so thankful for the good memories we share with you guys from DSBC, and many more special times. Congratulations, again. God bless you.

Adeliz Robinson - October 12th, 2021 at 5:14pm

Pastor, We, The Robinson family, count ourselves blessed the Lord allowed our paths to cross. Our family found a great physical home thanks to Audrey and a loving, Godly family at FBCA. It has been a pleasure to have met you and Audrey.

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