Well, the transition has been crazy, but I’m finally here in Minneapolis. Right now the children are all either sleeping or in therapy so I have a minute to put my thoughts down on paper. I had such a smooth post-Romania transition and God has been so gracious with me, giving me so much peace through all of this madness. But I think it’s all just starting to hit me now. Here I am in this new place where I don’t know anyone and I don’t know where I’m going or where I am most of the time and all my friends and family are hundreds (or thousands) of miles away. Bethlehem is great, but it’s so big that it’s hard to feel that instant family feeling like Grace has. And it’s a chore to be able to find the people I’ve met in the crowd – am I at the right service? The right campus? I’ll feel better when small groups start up again this fall. And once my classes start. Right now everything is still up in the air. Dan and Gretchen and the kids are great. But like everything else, it’s an adjustment. They’re really doing everything they can to make me feel a part of their family. And for the most part, they do, I guess I still kinda feel like a sojourner. I’ve moved around so much in the last four months it’s mind-boggling.
But God is good. And though he slay me, yet will I trust Him.