So, we're not in San Antonio anymore. We're in Marion Indiana, population 30,400. We've been here for two months, and we have just six short months left. Thinking about those 6 short months, we knew we didn't want to spend a whole lot of time visiting different churches in the area.
So we narrowed it down to two churches, and then we decided on the closest congregation, because we want to do more than just attend on Sundays. And then on our second Sunday we told the pastor (several times, in our one conversation) that although we were here for just six months, we really wanted to get involved right away. Really, really wanted to get involved, even if it was just for six months, and was there a small group we could get plugged into (because you know, we're just here for six months)?
And he said two things.
First, he said to stop saying just. "You're not here 'just for six months,' you're here as long as God wants you, like the rest of us!"
Second, he asked us if we wanted to start a small group.
It took me aback! But. We thought about it, and we prayed about it, and we talked quite a lot about it. We're no longer saying just, and we've been having people over, sharing with our new friends our desire to speak truth into one another's lives. And last week, Brett was asked to share our plans with the whole church, and next week, we'll have our first meeting.
And I'm nervous, and excited, and remembering that I want every moment of these six months to count...oh, and of course wondering what, exactly, I'm going to feed all these people....
