Sunday, April 26, 2009

Today I'm Glad

Today I'm glad about a lot of things, about Madrid and Memphis:

•I'm glad that I don't have a ton of things to do my last month here. That means I get to hang out a lot!

•I'm glad that we can finish Battlestar Galactica with Christine (she introduced us, after all)

•I'm glad that we can still open our home to people.

•I'm glad that we have our wonderful fresh market a couple blocks away.

•I'm glad it's sunny and I feel like running again.

•I'm glad we have help and a developing network of people in Memphis.

•I'm glad everyone seems to be recommending the same church to us!

•I'm glad I feel more and more like we're called to Memphis--like we're going for something bigger than ourselves.

•I'm glad Memphis has a whole-foods market--with lots of gluten-free goodies!

•I'm glad they serve the tea sweet in Memphis.

•I'm glad it seems like there are lots of apartments open in the neighborhood we're interested

•I'm really really really glad that Paul and I are in this together and growing closer through the experience.

•I'm glad I'll be within a day's drive of most of the people I'm related to.

So evidently there's a lot to be glad about!!!!!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Letting Go

It's been forever since I've posted. I guess I figured I'd have all this stuff to process, and I totally do. I just haven't had time to sit down and do it! I'm sure that when I'm in Memphis and don't know people I'll have plenty of time to sit down and think--hopefully not TOO much time :).

I've been thinking a lot lately about letting go. Handing things over. It's a hard thing but a good thing at the same time. Saturday was my last time leading service design. I lead music two more times, and then I'm done.

I went away from the service on Saturday feeling like things were in good hands, and that's exciting. It's just hard to let go.

Troy talks a lot about holding things with open hands, and I'm trying to remember that. This is God's church, not mine. God's worship ministry, God's service design team. It's not that I'm giving up something that was mine--I'm handing off something that was never mine in the first place, and hopefully handing it off better than when I found it.

God, help me to trust you with leaving and hold them with open hands, realizing that after all, your grip is the one that matters, not mine.