Hello there.
It’s been a while.
I don’t know exactly why I felt like today was the day to revisit this thing. But here we are.
We’ve been rereading the Wingfeather Saga books, so every time I say the phrase “here we are” I can’t help but hear it in my head as “Aerwiar.” If you know, you know. And if you don’t know you can click that link and then you’ll know.
Moving on.
It’s been six months.
Longer actually.
Six months kind of came and went without much notice.
Life is full.
Life is good.
In November we left everything we knew and said “yes” to a new adventure. And I’m so so glad we did.
I know I said that I would tell the whole story here. And I think I still intend to do that.
But it is a little difficult the tell a story you’re still in the middle of. And we’re very much still in the middle of this story.
I had a whole backlog of posts from when we were in the middle of making our decision and processing the upcoming move. I posted those just before writing this, so go get caught up if you’d like.
I said from the beginning that this thing is really just a place for me to process. To get things out.
It’s messy.
I’m messy.
And I don’t know how well these posts will age.
Like looking back on old Facebook statuses. *cringe*
I saw a meme recently that said something to the effect of, “There is no one I have less in common with than the person who wrote my Facebook statuses in high school.”
And I felt that deep in my bones.
I am not the same person that I was then. Praise God.
That person is still me. And I’m doing my best to love rather than despise the me of the past. He only knew what he knew. He was doing the best he could. And without him, I wouldn’t be the me that I am today.
But it is a good thing to recognize change and growth.
I am grateful that I do not think or believe the same things I used to.
I am grateful that I don’t view God and church and people the way that I used to.
Being here has been an unexpected gift in that way.
This place is very different than it used to be.
The church used to be a very different kind of church. They did and believed things in ways that they no longer do. And that’s a gift to the people.
It’s okay to change your mind.
To repent.
We all need to repent. For the Kingdom is here. And it requires us to rethink everything.
I’m starting to bore myself but this is where my head is at at the moment.
I want to hold my beliefs and ways of thinking loosely enough to allow Jesus to shape me into the person he is inviting me to be.
And what a beautiful gift to be able to look back and say, “Yeah I’m not that person anymore.”
So, yeah. Some of these posts might age poorly.
But I think I kind of hope they do.
Thanks for those thoughts. I too am "grateful that I do not think or believe the same things I used to." And I too am "grateful that I don’t view God and church and people the way that I used to." And yet here we are trying to figure out how to honestly (probably a better word somewhere) relate to my local church community. Still working on that.