Old becoming new

It's a bit odd - returning home.

Things change on both sides. I have grown. My family has grown (not numerically, Praise Him). The church has done what churches do.

So here I am. Learning new routines, new people, familiar faces, and finding my way and navigating semi-uncharted waters.

It's different, you know? Serving as a staff pastor is very different than stepping into the lead role. It's great to have friends who will walk alongside of you and help you...even better to have your Dad, who by the way, now serves as my staff pastor. HOW WEIRD IS THAT!?!?!

The most wild part of all of this is that when I share my new role with people and I say that it seems a bit crazy, they tell me it is not. HA! Truth is that in my heart I know it's not crazy. I know that God operates in mysterious ways. I know that His ways and that His thoughts are so much higher than mine. So why is it a surprise when He tells us to be watchful of the unexpected? Why am I shocked when prayers are answered? Okay so not shocked. Really not shocked but in awe. Awe is a better word. Honestly I don't EVER want to lose the awe. I expect He'll answer my prayers but I don't want to lose the awe I feel when He does!

Here's the thing. I didn't spend time praying and asking God for a lead position. No. He told me over a year ago that I would one day be in one. I was praying for Him to move in ways I haven't seen before.

And He's doing just that.