Just wanted to say this has been a rather hard/wonderful summer. Some things have been wonderful and, well, some things super hard. The whole changing churches thing I feel is taking it's toll on me. Having a church family and regular fellowship is really important to me, but not only have we left our home church of eight+ years, we also are not regularly attending or going to be regularly attending the church of our choice for quite a while. Adam is going to be helping do sound at another church in the city through the months of September and October. And more than likely, we will not be able to get plugged into our new church until November. Thankfully, I have been attending a small group Bible study midweek through the summer. The group is made up of young married or single adults in their 20's or 30's and I feel like I've made some good connections with people or at least am starting to. It helps that one of my bff's was part of the group to start with. But now our group leader has just informed us that he will be leaving our group with a new leader in the fall and going off to start another group. Yeah, the one part of "church" that held some normalcy is now going to be... well, different. It just stinks extra much because our group leader was good at making everyone feel welcome, accepted and, I guess, part of the group. It's hard... Especially when every other night or so, I dream about things going on at the church we left and in my dreams I end up crying because I am missing out on what's happening. I don't want to make friends at the church Adam is helping at because we aren't going to stay there (nor do I want to). The new church is absolutely huge and the only thing that makes the huge part not so bad, is the small groups. I just wish Adam could come with me... I'm not complaining, I'm just saying it's not easy. I know it'll be for the best, but right now I have a lump in my throat and I wish Adam was awake so we could talk about it... But he is sleeping and the next best thing in to blog it.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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I'm here, I love you, and I feel your pain.
I'm sorry, Bethany Ann. That is a very hard thing. I love you.
I know what you mean. I miss my "old church" too. I put it in quotes because I'm actually attending the same church. But over the past 18 years it has grown from a small church into a huge church. Now I feel a little lost in the crowd. Every Sunday I feel like I am going to church with mostly people I don't even recognize. Change is hard...even when it happens slowly.
I'd like to be in a small group. That would help.
I feel your pain too. It was hard for me when we left Walnut Hill, but getting plugged in to a small group at BCC helped tremendously. We have been involved with the same small group for about 10 yrs...well, some people have com and some have gone, but we have not lost our old connections. Praying for you.
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