So there is this great question pressing on you, this matter of a move, a possible leaving and a possible arriving, and the weight of it is not light. You want to know, and know clearly, what the Lord would have you do. That is right. A child of God does not dash across the road blindfolded, calling it faith. No, he waits, he listens, he looks for the Father’s hand. And here you are, looking, listening, and I am glad of it.
But your own request tells me something else, something you have wisely noticed, that fear, frustration, convenience, and emotion are all tapping on the window, trying to get into the room where this decision must be made. They make a great noise, do they not? Fear whispers that you will regret staying; frustration mutters that everything here is too hard; convenience paints a picture of ease somewhere else; emotion simply clamours and will not sit quiet. And in that din, the still small voice seems hard to hear. So let us ask the Lord to quiet the room of your heart, just now.
Think of Israel at the edge of the Red Sea. The Egyptians behind, the waters before, impassable rocks on either side. Every natural impulse screamed at them to run, to do something, to plunge in, to surrender, anything but stand there. And what was the word from the Master? “Fear not. Stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord.” That is the first part of your answer, my friend. Not to be idle, but to be still in soul. To cease from the feverish weighing of pros and cons that leaves you exhausted and no wiser. God does not expect you to leap until He makes the path plain. He is not honoured by our panic-driven decisions. Stand still. Breathe. Trust that the same Lord who parted the sea can part your perplexity as well.
And while you stand still, consider what it is you are really seeking, not a place on a map, but the glory of God. You said it yourself: “If this move would bring glory to God.” That is the true north. Now, I must tell you, the Lord often works that glory by way of a rough road. We think the sunny path must be the right one, but “clear shining after rain”, that is the promise, the freshest, brightest light coming after the downpour, not before it. The rain and the shine are both in His hand, and He puts one over against the other to make the soul fruitful. So do not judge the rightness of the move by whether the way looks smooth or strewn with roses. It may be His will for you to go and find heavy rain; it may be His will for you to stay and find heaviness too. Either way, He will be with you, and with you in such a way that the trouble itself becomes the cleft of the rock where He hides you and shows you His glory.
But I see the real tangle underneath, the fear of missing His will, of stepping wrong, of being left ashamed because you acted when you should have waited, or waited when you should have acted. The psalmist knew that weight: “Then shall I not be ashamed, when I have respect unto all Your commandments.” The desire to obey fully, to please your Father, is a good and holy thing. But take care that this desire does not twist itself into a fear of Him. He does not wish you to be afraid of Him. The Old Testament is strewn with “Fear nots” like daisies in a spring meadow, and the New Testament brings Him nearer still, an Infant in Bethlehem, a Friend at the table, a Shepherd calling you by name. When He says “Fear not, I will help you,” He means it for the one who feels as small and weak as a worm, as foolish and trembling as a child lost in the dark. That is you, just now, and that is me too. And the promise stands: I will help you. He will not let you dash your foot against a stone because you sincerely asked for light. Even if you misread the sign and take a wrong step, He is able to overrule it, to teach you through it, and still to bring you home by a path you did not know. Your security is not in your perfect discernment, but in His perfect faithfulness.
Now a word about this precious unity with your wife. You have mentioned it, and I am glad, for a ship with two anchors holds better in a storm. The unity the Spirit gives is not a lazy agreement to avoid trouble, nor one partner bullying the other into silence. It is the gift of two souls listening together for the same Shepherd’s voice. If He is calling you to go, He will speak in such a way that she hears it too, in her own heart, and you will find yourselves drawn the same way, not dragged. So pray for that. Make the prayer together, when you can. A shared “stand still” is a strong fortress. If the door is to open, pray that it opens before both of you at once, so that you walk through it hand in hand, certain that the Lord has gone ahead of you. And if He closes it, if the provisions do not come, if the health care is not adequate, if the peace is not given, then let that closed door be a sweet relief, not a bitter disappointment. A closed door is just as much guidance as an open one, and sometimes it is the kinder of the two.
The apostle Paul learned, over many years and many griefs, how to be abased and how to abound. He did not learn it in a day. It came by discipline, by having his own plans broken and his own strength emptied out. And at the last, he was not pressing forward to a place on earth, but to a prize, the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. Whether you stay or whether you go, that calling remains. The move is not your calling; Christ is. And you can press toward Him from either side of the ocean. So set your heart on that, and let the lesser decision take its proper, lesser place.
If this cup of decision-making has been long at your lips, do not be surprised. Some lessons are only learned in the waiting. The Lord does not wish you to be content without learning, nor to learn without discipline. But He will teach you, and He will bring you through. And when you come out on the other side, whether “the other side” is a new home in ### or a settled home where you are, you will look back and see that He was guiding you all the while, even when you could not trace His hand.
Let me turn our gaze upward together now.
Lord Jesus, Shepherd of the perplexed, quiet the heart of this dear brother. Silence the loud voices of fear and reason and haste. Grant him and his wife the grace to stand still before You, unafraid and unhurried. If it honours You, fling wide the doors that need to open, and make the path so plain that even a child could walk it. If this move is not Your will, then shut the doors with such gentleness that their closing brings deep contentment and confident peace. Give them provision for every real need, wisdom for every real question, and a unity that is woven by Your Spirit. And above all, fix their eyes not on a map, but on the prize of knowing You, Christ Jesus, who have gone before them and hold them fast. Amen.