In November, I wrote about church hunting after moving. By the time that post was published, the hubs and I had decided on a church. It’s tiny (fewer than 50 people, I’d guess) and turns just a year old this month. Given our previous churches, it’s definitely not the church I would have expected we’d fall in love with. But God knew what He was doing when He brought us into that middle school.
You see, the hubs and I have been searching for friends ever since we moved to Maryland. We’ve made friends at work, of course, but we’ve been searching for the same type of community we had at school through our church and through campus ministry when we were undergraduates. We’ve been searching for a solid small group with whom we can eat dinner and then dive into the Word, and after two and a half years, we have that again. And it has been amazing.
I have never doubted that God knows what He is doing.
I’ve always trusted that He knows what is right and best for us. And a part of me always knew that we wouldn’t stay that close to DC forever. Waiting for the green light to move east to Annapolis was excruciating, but He brought us though. And now, with this fellowship and community, I finally feel at home.
If last year taught me anything, it’s that life is uncertain. I avoided cancer with timely surgery. I took a promotion I didn’t really want and consequently quit my job a few months later. My sweet dog passed away out of nowhere. I snagged my dream job (at this point in my career). We moved again. We rescued an extremely difficult dog (a sanctifying process, indeed). I suffered from a bout of severe, crippling anxiety and decided to go back to counseling. My best friend got married. We ran away to Mexico for a week.
And over and over and over again, God proved to me His goodness and the sufficiency of His grace.
I cried a lot last year. More than the year before, which was unexpected. But God has an infinite supply of Puffs Plus Lotion, and the warmth of His embrace doesn’t fade away.
One of the reasons I knew we found our church is the first day we went, the pastor began a 26-week series in Isaiah. Immediately, I told myself I was in. Thankfully, the hubs was in, too. In Isaiah 7, the wicked King Ahaz is afraid of his enemies who are planning to strike, but the Lord says through Isaiah that Ahaz has nothing to fear; his enemies are nothing and do not have the Lord. God says, “If you are not firm in faith, you will not be firm at all” (verse 9).
I pray that in 2018 (and beyond), I would be firm in faith, trusting the only One who is certain in the midst of uncertainties. And I pray that for you, too.