Monday, 3 November 2014

Faith for the future

Hebrews 11.  I still think that there is a part of the bible that is being written in heaven and that our faith on earth is being recorded.

When we were going through the process of moving to Victoria, I wished I had kept track of what we went through to get here.  There was miracle after miracle.

We got here and really didn't know why we were here or what we were going to do here.  We would work, we would be involved in our local church--but what would that look like?

We were in one of our first church services when we were sitting behind Rob and Chelsea the youth pastor and his wife and I kept feeling like we were there to help build up leaders.

The past numbers of weeks, seeing 40-60 kids at youth with 20+ leaders, we are basking in the preparation that God has made for Kent, Rob, Chelsea and me the past number of years. 

The past number of weeks, I have been feeling like we are not long for Victoria.  Not that I want to move, I have just felt this urgency to purge, nest and get the house ready to sell, and that God is preparing us for change.  Big change.

Last week, Kent found a number of jobs, 2 in Vancouver, 2 in Richmond and 6 in Seattle.  And, we were ok with this.

On Sunday, we did communion and we were praying together when I was overcome with the desire to encourage Kent in prayer, so long after the communion time ended, we were praying.  And I saw this again:

Kent and I joined with Rob and Chelsea to be the abutment on one side of a bridge.  We have been here to get to know the teens and we are now the pontic that is bridging the gap between Rob and who God is calling here to take over the youth ministry.  Once that person is in place, the transition made, I feel like we are free to go.

Kent and I have gotten excited over the future, we know that God is leading us and calling us.  I was thinking the other night about a condo for the 2 of us, with room for our kids to fit in when they come--but just Kent and Kim time.  I get a thrill of excitement every time I think about it.

So as we process through this--I will write.

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