Rolling with the punches or throwing them?

My people who know me best wouldn't say that I like change. But who really does? If you raised your hand (I couldn't see it) I would think you are crazy. Sure, for some people complacency is their worst nightmare, but for me, it is a safety blanket. I thrive when I know what comes next or what to expect. If you want to see me at my worst, tell me that what was planned is no longer happening OR better yet make me wait for an answer! The latter is our current situation with our upcoming move to Florida. The longer we don't hear a response of the logistics of the move, the more my mind rattles in fear that something is wrong. This new season of change is a pivotal point for our family. We are moving to another state, out of our comfort zone, and completely stepping out on faith that God is allowing this change. I am excited but at the same time I am terrified. As I sat in church the other night God spoke so clearly to me about why I was worried. I didn't trust Him and He was teaching me about patience. My 2 year and old and I act the same way when we aren't getting what we want. I ask over and over until someone gets annoyed...my son may be able to get away with that kind of behavior, however,that is not the correct way for a 29 year old to act. God is gently showing me how to roll with the punches He is throwing. I am doing my best to dodge them but as I learned this week I needed to stand and take the punch. Yesterday the questions we asked were answered and I knew exactly why. I had reached a breakthrough 2 days prior and God spoke so clearly to me about why these questions took a long time to get answered. He was trying to teach me to trust Him. I always say that I trust Him, but in my heart I am struck with worry and doubt, both of which we know does NOT come from the Lord. God is a God of peace and he would not lead me out of a desert just to have me die. He is taking me to the promised land. Our promised land is Florida. We prayed fervently about this move. We sought wise counsel, we did everything that as Christians we were supposed to do, so when the answer came back that Noah was chosen to go to Florida, we knew God was allowing us to start a new season. After we made this decision God's peace infiltrated our minds and hearts. But just like a toddler cries in fear their parent might not return, I too wondered if God was going to continue to carry us through. I am proud to say that today, I know He will. You see, throughout this whole process God was subtly giving me glimmers of His faithfulness but I was too engulfed in worry, I failed to notice. During my breakthrough I repented of my misbelief and my child like patience. God showed me each of the times He did give me answers and I would double guess myself a billion times. Take the first answer he gives you and RUN WITH IT! Do not ask again, unless of course your answer can not be backed up biblically. The more ask, the higher the risk is for getting multiple results.