Blogging for Interaction

As Dave and I talk with people about his decision to resign and then our decision to relocate, I sense that there are two reactions.  One, that it is pretty cool we are able and willing to make a change that we deeply sense is good for us.  The other, that we must either be out of our minds or hiding some “real” reason for our rash decision.

So, since blogs are for interaction, let me invite you to state your opinion about our decision—or ask your question.

A Whole Lot of Miles

In the past eight days, Dave has put 3200 miles on my little Mitsubishi and we logged another 1400 flying miles and drove another 1400 or so in Georgia, Tennessee, and Florida.  Oh.  And, we drove to Chicago and I had a flight to Pennsylvania if we add two more days to our log.  We are tired.  And optimistic.  And amazed at all our deep affection for and confidence in one another.

Part of our current journey is overcoming bad karma from our years of letting other people define success and spirituality for us.  We are done with that.  Now, we are celebrating the strengths that God has uniquely given each of us and we are intently and intentionally focused on finding the best opportunities to bring all of that strength out in the open.

We have met amazing people, have amazing opportunities, and are going forward with good options and, at this point, few guarantees.  Oh well.  If God is for us, who can be against us?

 Life is good.  God is good.  All the time.

Getting our Feet Wet

When Dave resigned his position in January, we honestly had no idea what he/we were going to do.  But we knew, without a doubt, that it was the step to take at the time.  We have had our moments of wondering which direction we might take, where we might end up, but we have not looked back, have not doubted the decision to move forward.

Now, two months into this, we see the waters parting.  I have often reflected on the Old Testament story of the second time the Israelites crossed a river.  When they were finally leaving the desert, everyone ready to enter the Promised Land, God told the priests to carry the ark of the covenant before the people.  When they got to the Jordan, it didn’t part for them until the priests had their feet in the water.  They had to wade in and get their feet wet, trusting that God would provide a way, before they actually saw a way through the river. 

We are travelling and actively pursuing opportunities now.  Our journey in two months has included California, Chicago, Pennsylvania, Georgia, Texas, Colorado, Tennessee, Florida.  Dave is solidifying his path forward and it looks like it will involve wonder and wilderness.  I am focused on finding the opportunity that will bring out the best in what I have to give–and I am blessed and motivated by people I am talking with who recognize my strengths and who are creating opportunities for me.  We got our feet wet and now, we are seeing our way forward.

While we are moving away from professional “ministry,” we  both solidly understand that we are ministers of the grace we have received to everyone we meet.  We are confidently going forward, wet feet and all!