By Natalie Earl

In the fall of 2019, I felt impressed to start getting up when I naturally woke up in the mornings to study my scriptures and talk with God. I committed to honoring that prompting—and soon discovered that God has a sense of humor, because sometimes that meant waking up at 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning!

One particular morning, I woke up at 3:30. Still groggy but faithful to my commitment, I got out of bed and began my early-morning ritual of connecting with God.

The house was quiet. The world hadn’t yet stirred. There’s something sacred about those early hours—the stillness of the earth, the calm darkness—it created the perfect space to receive revelation. And that morning, something unexpected came through.

I received a clear impression: I needed to start decluttering because we were going to be moving.

I was stunned.

We had only been in our home for four years. We bought it after my husband’s grandparents passed away—he had grown up visiting this house and had always dreamed of owning it. For him, this was the house. The one he imagined raising our kids in and living in forever.

So, naturally, I told God, “If we’re supposed to move, You’re going to have to let him know, because there’s no way he’ll believe this coming from me.”

God let me know that I would need to inform him of our conversation and that we would be moving. 

So when he woke up, I went into the bedroom and shared what I had felt so strongly that morning. His response? “I’m not moving.” He told me what I received could have just been a coincidence based on the scriptures I’d read.

Over the next several years, I quietly kept preparing for a move I believed was coming. I did what I could to be ready, even though every time I brought it up, it led to a tense conversation or an argument. Slowly, experiences started shifting his perspective. He began to realize that a move might actually be in our future—but the topic still brought friction.

I felt discouraged.

God had given me this revelation—so why wasn’t He giving it to both of us? Why hadn’t my husband received the same clarity? Was I wrong to believe it? Did we somehow miss our window? At times, I even questioned if receiving revelation for our family was something I was allowed to do—after all, I was “just” the wife. That thought weighed heavily on me. For nearly seven years, I carried that burden, trying to make peace with the in-between.

Then one day, everything shifted.

My husband and I were on a getaway together, and we started listening to Hidden Treasures in the car. As we drove into a certain valley, we both looked around and said how much we liked the area. It felt familiar—peaceful.

And for the first time in seven years, I felt peace.

Not just about the valley, but about the move.

The worry of “missing” the opportunity lifted. The pressure was gone. My husband and I had a calm, open conversation about moving—without tension, without an argument. We both knew that the move would happen when the time was right. I could see now that God had been working with both of us all along—just in different ways and on His own timeline.

I still don’t know where we’ll end up. I don’t know if that valley is our destination. But what I do know is this: peace came when I stopped pushing and started trusting.

Working with the Laws of Success instead of pushing against them brought healing, clarity, and calm to our conversations. I no longer feel unheard. I feel seen. Guided. And grateful.

The journey isn’t over, but I now know we’re on it together.  

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