At the end of this year, Sam and I are moving churches.
The reason for the move is a long-sighted one. Basically, we want to learn. We want to gain a fresh perspective on how to serve and love Jesus from a different ministry and congregation. We want to experience new ways of doing church, as well as new ideas on how to proclaim Him to our community. We want to sit under other mature christians and pastors and watch how they love and care for their flock. And we figure Sam’s college years are the best time to do that.
It goes without saying that moving churches is hard. I am going to miss the family of believers at Annandale like crazy. I will miss their love, creativity and passion for Jesus. I hope we will remain good friends with many of the people we’ve met during our three years there. I hope we will stay in touch!
Moving churches is also hard because Sam and I have no idea where to go. We have certain criteria floating around at the back of our heads. Among them, we want to go to a church where the pastor is godly, wise and experienced – someone from whom we can gleam much wisdom and many treasures from.
But apart from that, the world (or Sydney at least) is our oyster. We have prayed about this decision in countless different ways – boldly, reverently, thoughtfully, at times with confidence that God will sign-post the way, at other times in frustration from not knowing our future, and still other times in fear and trembling, knowing that we cannot force His mighty hand.
So far with five months left to go until the end of the year, He has not shown us which way to go. However, I have every confidence that our Father knows what is best and that if we are faithful to Him, if we stay close to Him, He will lead us the right way…but in his own timing.
Please pray that we will be patient and faithful, and that when He calls, we will follow!