I am so glad that I have kept this blog that has chronicled our journey in church planting. I was just looking back at a year ago right now. We had so many unanswered questions. We still have unanswered questions, but God always seems to come through at the last minute.
It's September 14th, our house needs to sell and close by November 1st. I have no idea what God is doing, but I'm choosing to trust His character. JEJIT=just enough, just in time
I went to work this morning and had a great meeting. A filled room always makes for a great meeting. Now that summer is over our members are returning, which helps with income! It's a beautiful day about 68 degrees and sunny. As I drove home, I started feeling myself get sad. What is going on...loneliness! Sometimes this hits me and it's just part of the grief process of moving. I don't have a "bosom" buddy here with whom I am comfortable and can share all my thoughts etc... with. We also don't have "couple" friends with whom we spend time. I can't remember the last time I went out to coffee with a friend. I knew this year would be hard, but there are days that the grief sets in and I just want to cry. Today is one of those days. I want to be out somewhere with friends having fun. I want our family to have close friends whom we can just call up and enjoy.
Last April, at the Exponential Conference, one of the speakers talked about that in ministry there is pain and privilege. There are so many privileges. People love on you, give things to you, send you away on trips, on and on it goes. The pain is often about relationships. In moving, you lose a sense of history with others and relationships change, which is painful. Then there is the pain of relationships take time to develop. That waiting time is so hard. Even though my heart is really heavy today, I try to remember this statement about pain and privilege.
On a more fun note, Elizabeth had her first happy face taken away at school this week. I seriously just had to laugh after she told me about it. Apparently, when her teacher left the room, Beth got up and started dancing on the carpet. One of the other kids told on her once the teacher returned. When the teacher came to Beth, Beth just handed the teacher her happy face card because she knew what was going to happen. Elizabeth was just broken because she had never lost a happy face. I laughed privately because I can just imagine how hard it must be to sit all day for our little girl who is constantly doing cartwheels and dancing at home. She cracks me up!
