|St. Francis outside of my Uncle and Aunts home|
That breath has to begin with the church. The church is not a building, it is not a place you can go, it isn't a thing you do for an hour on Sunday. Church is people. "Open the doors and see all the people." Remember that childhood rhyme? That one was actually true.
If I told the story of the past two weeks the way it was meant to be told, it would go like this:
I received a call from God back in March asking me if I wanted this great job in local missions. I said "No, but I know someone who would be perfect for it- my husband Joel." God called Joel and told him about the job and then asked him to apply. Joel applied. Neither of us were sure what this was all about or what the likelihood of his getting this job would be. Plus, we were really comfortable in our current situations.
|My friend's wedding in Charleston, photo by Kayla|
Usually in the summer we plan an epic journey somewhere and leave for a couple of weeks. Joel and I had the weirdest time choosing a place this year. Nothing felt right, nothing came together well. We finally decided we just didn't feel good about it and better go with that gut and leave our summer open. We have not ever considered doing something like this. We had a feeling...
Another month passes and Joel gets another call. Two more interviews go by, a paper written, a skills test taken and we suddenly realize he could get this job. God speaks through influential people in our community; a pastor, youth leader, missions director, professor, co-worker, friends. Joel lands the job. Then we drive to Virginia to pick up the car we now need.The timing was perfect.
Now we have to move from campus.
|Spending time in Eden with friends|
God inspired me to write a friend at church who owns a moving company. I just wanted prices because we have so much going on and I am about to leave for mission trips so moving is going to be a big hassle for us. God answers the way He always answers, "Just tell us the pick up and drop off addresses and we have you covered." Amazing grace.
We still have two weeks where we will not have housing. There is a gap in our plan. I ask around, nothing pans out. I bite off my nails. I go to work. God asked what our plan is during the gap time and I tell her we don't have one yet. She offers us her place that she has just moved out of and has to keep until the end of the month.
It is done. All we have to do is pack.
|Visiting with family at sunset|
Church is people who rejoice in God's blessings. They share them.
This story is full of physical examples of God's blessings and I am sharing it because I think a lot of people can relate to this sort of miraculous gifting of provision. It is crucial for me to note that I have fully experienced God's blessings in the emotional, spiritual, educational, and relational realm of this world as well. This story happens to me everyday of my life. It is just lately folks are starting to notice these blessings we are called to share because they happen to be ones they can touch.
|Rejoicing in community at a friend's wedding|
My church is full of people of all ages. We attend different "churches" and worship at different times. We have very different jobs and live all over the world. However, my church is full of people who are tapped into a life force that binds us all together in love. We are tapped into living, growing life and let that current take us where it pleases.
I know God through His church. I know God is pleased to bless his children. I just have a feeling...
"Thank you, God."