I've been thinking about this post for a bit. I hope that I concisely fit in everything that I've been thinking and feeling over the last months regarding our move nearly four months ago. I often get asked...."are you settling in? did you find a church? are the kids settling in at school? and any variation of those questions. I thought I'd give you a window on some of my observations since making our move over 600 miles from our last assignment.
First up is school. The school transition was probably my number one concern going into the move. I never moved while growing up and I never switched schools as well as a vast majority of my classmates. So, to experience this was uncharted territory. When we had moved to our last assignment, Luke was going into kindergarten. Moving after they all three felt established in a building and curriculum was something new. Honestly, I think I was the one most concerned about the transition. The trio seemed to handle it quite well. They were quite tentative at first, but we went over one morning before school started and the principal met us at the door and showed us all around and gave us insight into how the school ran. That morning played a huge part as well as the meet the teacher evening in making their school transition quite easy. Oh, I must also mention the great teachers that had prepared them for their new school curriculum as well. It's been a rather seamless transition as the kids seem to just be in a good spot. Yes, there are things that I prefer about our last school over this one, but there are things that I also prefer about this school over that one. I think that would be the case no matter where we lived. So, what I considered my main concern with moving has turned out to be a mute issue.
Next up is church. Our church transition has been the most daunting. At our last assignment, we had very few choices when it came to churches. We basically chose on the non-negotiable theological issues. However, there were things about the church that I struggled with the entire time we were there. So, it was with eager anticipation that I looked forward to moving to a larger metropolitan area with more choices in churches. Instead, the search for our new church home has been one of frustration and discouragement. I don't feel like my expectations are unrealistic (spiritually impacting children's ministry, genuine worship and God's
Word spoken directly to our hearts hosted by a welcoming congregation), but we have once
again faced a hard time in finding a church home that is a good fit for our family. We faced this once before in Wichita, but God graciously gave us a
church home that deeply impacted my life because they were what a church should be. After being a part of a church that did church right, it's really hard not to compare every other church to it. However, this is a new place and we must move on. I
think we may have found a church, but I've always been a believer that you must attend more than one week before making a final decision. So, we are just waiting to see if this is the place for us. I am thankful for friends from a previous assignment that have been a huge blessing to our family as we've shared the church search experience. It's been good to be held accountable during this time of transition and to have their added insight and discernment. So thankful despite how hard it has been.
Now for the unexpected transition. There was one transition that I didn't see coming and it has been huge. Our last assignment was in a rather remote and undesirable part of the US (there is a reason why Oklahoma was one of the last places to become a state!) That alone made it a wonderful assignment because no one was distracted by having to go to this and that activity. We were all the activities. You saw the same people everywhere you went. There was
community! I think it's always been this way for me, but I think I can better put it into words now. I will take community any day over the amenities that larger metropolitan areas have to offer. Yes, I enjoy all the fun stuff to do while we are here. However, I miss the community. There are so many people. I have people I know around, but I rarely see them because there is so much to distract. We are into our own things and don't take time to invest in others. This probably goes somewhat hand in hand with finding a church since that is usually where I find my community. However, I've come to realize the importance in the fact that people are what matter. Yes, it's great that Target is just down the road, but I can get whatever I want and need now in a few clicks on the computer. I'd much rather spend time having meaningful time with people that God has put into my path. This is still a work in progress and may be for some time to come. Don't get me wrong. I do like it here. I'm in love with the scenery and the more rural setting. I think it's beautiful and I'm sure when we move on, I'll be sad to say good-bye, but the community is what I have deemed as important and that needs some work.
Well, hopefully, that makes a little sense of what it's been like for the last few months and a glimpse of what our life is like in our new place. Don't get me wrong. Things really are "fine" here, but there are a few things that are proving to be struggles just below the surface, but they too shall pass....