I Once was Lost

I found my blog today. What a surprise. I started a new one yesterday, then today I found my old one. "Finding" my old blog begs the question... where did I find it? Right where I left it, of course!! :) I read my old words and deep thoughts written when we were in a much different stage of life. We were on the other side of a vast expansive unknown...now I'm on the west coast of that decision. It's good to be on this side, not the deciding side.

I can see pros and cons to our life here and now. It's not what we expected in all realms, but it's good. It's very good, and I feel blessed and thankful that God guided us through the transitions that we made. He thought of every detail, even beyond the multitude of details consuming our brains at the time. He is good and tender to us, loves us dearly, even though we're not missionaries anymore. We're normal people now. Normal Christians now trying to let our faith guide us in this regular place we find our selves in. The world is full of normal people who need to know that Christ loves them and longs to walk with them daily. I pray God would use us to share His grace with the normal people we encounter everyday.

I told a friend before we moved that I was anxious about leading a mundane life in the States. I did not want us to be swallowed in a sea of mundacity... two years later, the waves on this sea are nice. It's not a glassy sea, by any means, but it's a good ride. Choppy now and then to keep things interesting. Maybe we'll ride North Beach waves of faith again at some point in our life, but we're enjoying the gentler pace of our fine sea for now.