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Longing

It's raining this morning.  Not a typical California rain, but an actual steady cloud that sends the constant drizzle.  It reminds me of Portland.  I love days like today.  It makes me think of friends that I love and memories that I cherish.  This morning though it makes me thoughtful for the future instead of the past. Our departure for San Jose is about six months away.  Right now, in this moment, it seems so far away.  I think about our team (and our prospective team) and I desire to worship with them now.  I want to have them in our home, to share in communion with them and to sing songs of praise with them.  I want to listen to stories of people they have met and shared the name of Jesus with. I want to share a meal together.  I want to be real.
We've made the announcement at our home church.  We wrote about our plans in our Christmas letter and mailed it to almost 400 people a few days ago.  People have started to make comments on Facebook, and the questions will start coming in.  I know the next six months are going to pass very, very quickly... so I pray.

~God, help us to be ready.  Guide these next six months as you have guided the past six years that have lead to this decision. Help me to live in the present.  Help me to finish out the ministry you have given me here in this place at this time before moving on to minister in a different place and different way. You are Lord and God over all and I know that you will conform me to your Spirit. Thank you.~


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