Showing posts with label church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label church. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Topsy Turvy
It's so amazing to me how fast things can change.
Just about the time life seems to fall into a predictable routine something can suddenly derail and completely reroute your present course, oftentimes requiring a paradigm shift in your way of thinking. Sometimes these changes happen gradually, in slow steps that you can see and prepare for in advance. Other times it's seemingly overnight with no warning at all. And then there are those weird times that it's a little bit of both... things changing slowly right in front of you giving you a sense of something to come but then that something arrives much faster than anticipated leaving you breathless and anxious with an overall sense of chaos and confusion.
Well, such has been my life over the past several months. I saw something coming, wasn't sure of the details exactly, but definitely something coming that would bring about change, but when it hit it happened so fast it left my head spinning. This change is right, timely, and in God's will for our lives. Just because it happened fast doesn't mean it happened in a hasty, thrown together decision at the last minute.
After much prayer and careful consideration, my family and I have resigned this past October from the work at Greater Faith Tabernacle in Greenville, MS where my husband has been Pastor for the past two years. This has been one of the most difficult decisions of our lives. We dearly love each and every member and will miss them greatly.
When you give your life over to God and place everything in His hands in complete surrender, and pray daily that He would order your steps and lead you in His will, it's not that shocking to be seemingly uprooted from one situation only to be planted in another. Such is the life of ministry... this I well know. All of my life, from the very day I was born, I have lived in the home of a minister. Being raised in the Truth and watching my parents prayerfully respond to callings and burdens throughout my life, I have come to understand concept of change. I married a minister, who was also raised in the home of a minister, so both my husband and I have a hold on the importance of following the will of God for our lives. Sometimes that will can lead you through doors you were fully anticipating walking through, sometimes it doesn't. The important thing is knowing the voice of God, and correctly responding to it.
We are now living in Oxford, MS and working with Pastor Glen Williams at Christ the Rock Apostolic Church. My husband has been installed as Youth Pastor (and Pastor's Assistant). This church holds a very special place in my heart, as it was founded by my Dad when I was a teenager. I couldn't be happier about this change, being much closer to friends and family, as well as the school my children were based out of while we were homeschooling in Greenville. (The school, Oxford Christian Academy, is an extension of the ministry of the church we now attend.). We lived with my parents for the first 4 months until the dust settled and we could get our feet back under us. I honestly felt sorry for them! It was a crowded, crazy few months but it was wonderful being with them so much. I had missed them more than words could say. In February of this year (Valentine's Day, to be exact!) the Lord blessed us with a beautiful home. I was amazed at how it all just fell into place. It was only another confirmation of what we already knew, we were right where we were supposed to be. Things are still in boxes in the garage and everything is not exactly like we want it, but we feel so at home here.
Another major change in my life has occurred, one I would have never seen coming. I'm now learning the family business at The Denture Lab, working for my father-in-law. This nurse is no longer a nurse, but instead a dental technician in training! Ha! Who'd have ever thought I'd learn to make dentures. :) I honestly love it.
The days and weeks quickly turned into months. It feels as though time has been let loose, like a child who's finally been told they can unwrap their Christmas presents. It's difficult to describe, but it feels as though I'm sitting back watching my life change before my eyes but not really participating in it. "Dreamlike" is the best word I can think of to describe it. I've been having to remind myself that this is really happening. Every day we've been back home has gone by in a flurried whirlwind of activity. From moving day till now, the days have just ran together for me. There's been something major going on just about every time I find a minute to sit down and catch my breath. November birthdays, Christmas, and the New Year have all zoomed before my eyes. I've seen winter hit with a fury that has finally let go, and now Spring is all around us. I am utterly amazed at how quickly time has flown by. The girls have grown so much since leaving Greenville. All three of them are in new shoe and dress sizes. I can't keep up!
With life seemingly flipped all topsy turvy, I'm reminded of something I used to enjoy doing as a child. I'd lay on the couch with my head dangling off the side and look at everything around me upside down. Things took on a new appearance when viewed from a different perspective. For just a moment I was out of the rut of the everyday norm. With my blond wisps of hair flopped around my ears, my cheeks turning pink, and my head starting to feel dizzy and heavy, I'd take in the room around me. The light fixture turned into a weird looking table. The ceiling became a bumpy floor. Chairs and tables suddenly defied gravity. It was so cool! (there wasn't much to occupy my time as an only child. I did what I could.) :) But now I kind of see life that way. Our world can be turned upside down and things still be positive, especially when we live in faith by putting our trust in the One who created it in the first place. The next time you get thrown a curveball in life and you start to feel the pressures of change, go flip your head upside down somewhere and find a cool table like I did. It will make you feel better, I promise! Take another look from a different perspective.
Not to sound cliche', but the saying is really true; the more things change, the more they stay the same. We may not see some things coming ahead of time, or we may actually be prepared for it and watch it happen without shock. We may feel a sense of change without knowing the full reason. Whatever the situation, whatever my past or present course, whatever mysteries may lie ahead around the next bend, I rest in the knowledge that my God's got this. Whoever said the following knew what they were talking about, "I may not know what tomorrow holds, but I'm glad I know who holds tomorrow."
Saturday, October 22, 2011
This 'n that...
It's hard to believe we are fast approaching our first month of being permanently moved to Greenville. The days are really flying by now, especially with homeschooling the girls on top of getting things all organized and settled after the move.
There's been so much going on at the church as well. How wonderful it was to see all the effort put into getting things nice and clean, including fresh paint and yard work, in preparation for my husband's instillation service last night. The church really came together and worked so hard to get everything done in time, they even repainted and decorated the Pastor's study! They created a bulletin board display of childhood and baby pics of us, as well as the girls. The reception and food were wonderful! Everything was perfect. I can't say thank you enough to all who worked tirelessly for two weeks, even in the evenings after working a full-time job! To the Colorado Baptist church family, I would also like to say a special thank you for all that you did for us, and for those of you who came and helped us celebrate. To all our friends and family who came last night, it was so wonderful to see you!! You all truly helped make last night so special, and we love each and every one of you. Mom T, I have NO IDEA what I would have done without all your help this week. Love you more than words can say, you have been such an angel to me. Thanks, Sis. Ellard, for bringing the delicious food, Ellie LOVED the cinnamon rolls! :) Thanks to Bro. and Sis. Whipple for taking us all out for breakfast this morning at Shoney's, what a treat! I am so delighted to have my wonderful parents with us this weekend. Can't wait to get to hear my Daddy preach tomorrow! This has truly been a great weekend.
Things have really come together the past few weeks, and I'm truly beginning to feel more at home here each day. I know it will take time for the aching in my heart I feel for the friends and family we left behind to subside, if it ever will. But times like this weekend help to remind me that we're not THAT far away. It helps to know that a simple 3 hour car ride is all that's between us.
Next up on the family agenda... birthdays! November is truly a celebration month for us. What with my birthday, followed by Jordan's, Rachel's and then my mother's birthday, then Thanksgiving, we celebrate all month long. :) And, my goodness... Christmas is just around the corner... peeking it's head around at me, with that knowing smile that I see every year... you know the look, "Haha! I snuck up on you yet again." Guess I better put on my ACME rocket boots the coyote loaned me... that is, if I remembered to pack them...
Saturday, August 27, 2011
A new chapter
I love to read. I always have. As a small child, my idea of fun was being taken to the local library, picking out at least 10 books, finding a comfy spot in the kids corner and reading away. Then I would take those books home with me and read them at least 3 times each all over again before they were due back. Some of my most cherished memories are of me and Daddy in our reading chair. He would read to me ALL the time, even as a toddler. I would sit quietly and still (wow) in his lap and listen to his voice and the various sounds it made as he "talked" for each of the different characters. As a teen, I always had a book on my bedside table that I was reading. Books became my friends, and I would visit my favorite characters over and over again. There are some books in my small collection that I have read quite literally 10 or more times each. Well, now a mommy of three, my reading pretty much involves revisiting characters such as Sam I Am and his plate of green eggs and ham. Reading anything remotely above 5th grade level is a luxury for me. I still have books on my bedside table, but they remain unopened with a thin line of dust on the pages. (who has time to dust??)
But, with my love of books and reading, indulge me as I compare my life to a book. If my life were in written form, it would probably be quite dull compared to some. But it would most definitely be a book full of change. My life has been anything but monotonous routine. As a minister's daughter who went on the evangelist field for two years and moved with her parents as they pastored three different churches, I never became very settled in one particular area. So, I'm pretty used to change by now. In fact, if things start settling into anything routine, I begin to worry. :)
Well, another page is about to be turned, a new chapter has begun. I would love to skip ahead a read future chapters to see how it all turns out. But, unfortunately, I would only see blank pages, as it is only written line by line, day by day.
After much prayerful consideration, my husband is now the pastor of Greater Faith Tabernacle in Greenville, MS. I am 200% behind him in this decision, and believe with all my heart this is indeed the will of God for our lives at this time. In fact, I can honestly say without a doubt that this is the first time in my life something has felt so right.
The church family is precious, and we have already come to love each and every one of the members. They have an amazing outreach Sunday School ministry in full swing, which we greatly anticipate being involved in. My husband has already baptized three students! We are so looking forward to being a part of what God has in store for this church and community, and fervently pray that we can help make a difference.
The next few months are going to be quite hectic. Transition is rarely an easy process. I am ready for the dust to settle, however the only dust settling right now is the dust we're stirring up packing and moving boxes. It will come, though.
This is sure to be an exciting time in our lives, and no, we're not expecting only roses and rainbows. We know that life is learning, growing, making mistakes and trying again, disappointing and sometimes downright painful. But we also know the One holding the pen, and as He writes the following pages He will also guide our every step and never forsake us. He is indeed the author and finisher of our faith.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
"Train up a child..."
Last night, my oldest daughter was baptized! Rachel is 6 years old (she'll be 7 in November), and she was all smiles as she took on the precious name of Jesus. Her daddy performed the baptismal which made it even more special to us. Mom and Dad, as well as his parents and grandmother, were there. Rachel received the Holy Ghost last Sunday night, and she told us she was ready to be baptized and even explained it all to us (in her own way). So we know she understood. As I stood there watching, I was reminded of my own experience as a child of 4 (almost 5). My daddy baptized me, too. How precious these days are to me! To the congregation of WPPC, we were so honored to have shared this special time with you. WPPC will always be special to our family. It was on the back pew of that church that my husband proposed to me on a Christmas morning. We were married there, spent almost 8 years of our married life there, including the baby dedication services of our three girls. Rachel received the Holy Ghost there, as well. So, it was fitting for her to be baptized there. As a mother, I have been overwhelmed with emotions — just about every kind you could imagine. But none can compare to the feelings I have when I watch my children mature in the Lord. For my ever-growing list of mistakes as a new parent, it's nice to know I'm doing some things right every now and then. There is no doubt about it, instilling a love for the Truth is my greatest responsibility as a mother. In this I must not fail.
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