Six weeks ago, our church threw us a going away party. It was an unbelievable experience. Although my huz has been a youth pastor and a Christian education director prior to this position, Faith Baptist Church was his first full-time senior pastor position. This church took us in, made us family, raised us as a pastor and wife, helped us to raise our children, and loved us. The worship pastor and a buddy sang a “roasting song” (click here to watch it) for us. We laughed. We cried. Along with the other kind words that were shared that night, this song allowed us to remember the great times and sent us off to our new adventure well.
In the leaving and the sending, God is good.
Almost a month ago, I flew to Texas with my son to catch up with my daughter who had driven there the week before. In a whirlwind trip, we moved them into their dorm rooms, shopped at Target, and bought groceries. As I drove away, my eyes leaked a lot even though I knew that this new adventure is a great move for them. We already have plans to see them for friends’ wedding in November and again at Thanksgiving. Even though they are far away, plans to see them seem to make the time go faster.
In the leaving and the going, God is good.
I started a new job before I left for Texas. This new online high school with its twenty students has bolstered my spirits. Something new in the something new has helped me a lot. They started school the Tuesday before Labor Day. On the same day, I welcomed two classes of freshmen in college who struggle with writing into my classes at the University of Mary. Most of these students are hard workers who just need a little guidance in their writing. In their journals, they share their lives with me.
In the arriving, God is good.
On the first day of school, I was tired and wanted to go to bed early. I had so much to do, and my house was still in chaos (ps: it still is! Moving is really rough!). The phone rang mid-afternoon, and my huz invited me to join him on the Campus Ministry riverboat cruise on the Missouri River. I was thrilled to join these college students who love Jesus and want to get to know each other as well as the leadership of this department. There was food, fellowship, and fun. I skipped the “Get to Know You” Bingo game so that I could make the rounds, fill in squares, and really get to know the kids. Because several of them had ridden in my car on the way to the cruise, I knew several of their names before getting on the boat with them. Once on the boat, I felt welcomed by them. It is fun to be a part of the huz’s work in this way; it reminds me of being a pastor’s wife. I guess some things never change.
In the new ministries we have, God is good.
The huz has been asked to preach a few Sundays this fall in various churches. I already miss hearing my man in the pulpit each week even though we have only been in Bismarck for two Sunday services. I am thankful that God appears to want to continue to use the huz in this way to help churches in our area.
In the new ways we are called to minister, God is good.
One of the new routines in our lives is to attend the Sunday evening Catholic service on campus. A couple hundred students attend the service each week, and it is a good way to stay connected to them. I see a couple of my own students each week as well. At first, I thought this would be something that I would “just do” as it has not been part of my faith walk to attend Catholic services each week. However, I am drawn to the contemplative nature of these services. In the many moments of silence during the service, I feel found.
In the new practices we have discovered, God is good.
My eyes leak – a lot – these days. There is so much new, so much change, and so much we have not found yet. I have decided to attend a women’s retreat this weekend at Crystal Springs Baptist Camp. This is the place where the huz and I met so many years ago. I have not been back since the summer of 2003. I admitted to the huz last night that I am feeling a bit of anticipation stress about attending. I know a lot of the people who are going, but the 2014 version of Stacy is different than the 2003 version…or even the 1992 version! A lot has happened. I am a different person…well, so are they! Right?
In the petty concerns of my day, God is good.
My Facebook feed tells me of concerns of others: families facing losses, families in crisis, families who want to adopt children from corrupt countries with corrupt systems, individuals who struggle with mental illness, individuals who need jobs…all of these concerns can overwhelm me even from a distance – what must the concerns be like for those going through them?
In the big concerns of our days, God is good.
Psalm 100:5 – For the LORD is good; his steadfast love endures forever, and his faithfulness to all generations.