When I Thought Summer Would be a Leap of Faith

If I were writing this last winter/early spring it would say something like....

So after a lifetime at the same church, the Lord is calling my husband and another pastor from our church to take a huge leap of faith by entering into the realm of church planting.  And we I have no idea what this means or where to start!  We're anticipating a year of unknowns and walking through so many doors on faith alone.

But since I'm writing this in August, just a few days after our first church service at the new plant it's going to read something like this...

I thought the summer would be hard.  I thought we would face more resistance and turmoil.  I thought all the unknowns would be stressful and I assumed I would be handing my pastor husband over to work hundreds of hours a week.  I thought by the time we finally had a date on the calendar and a location we would be too exhausted to enjoy it.  But that's not what my summer has been like at all.

While there have been some small issues of stress and some evidence of spiritual attacks, the summer has really been full of joy.  Joy that has come from watching the Lord faithfully and peacefully lay each stone in just the right spot as we walk forward.

So instead of it feeling like a giant leap of faith to leave the only church we've ever known and be sent out to plant a new one, it has felt like a gentle walk.  Simply stepping on the brick that is just in front of us.  And I'm just so so thankful!

Journeying On,
Sara

PS.  Check out Immanuel Church