a different kind of anniversay

i had the perfect job - i wrote quite a bit about here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here and.. . .. . told you it was quite a bit.

i LOVED working for my former church. i loved being “on the inside,” on the team, working side by side with the most amazing people i’ve met doing work that, at the end of the day, helped people find their way back to God.

i can’t say it enough: I LOVED WORKING FOR THE CHURCH.

almost a year ago {tomorrow}, i packed up my desk and left for the last time as an employee. as i headed out the door for the final time. i tried to play it cool, i simply said, “bye!” thinking to myself “wow, this is it!” and, to no surprise, i promptly burst into tears.

wayne and i had also made the difficult choice to leave our church home of 26 years. we’d been hurt badly and we’d been disappointed deeply. we landed at our new church sceptical and barely willing to hope.

almost immediately, we realized that we had found our place. Emmanuel Baptist Church is the kind of church we’d dreamed of and longed for, and we genuinely liked every new person we met there. week after week of worship services and small group meetings led to messages and relationships that healed us in ways we hadn’t dared think possible.

the choice to leave was not easy, it was one we took a year to decide. even though we felt we knew what some of the repercussions would be; we were still shocked when some people that used to wave to us, now don't, and some who would say hi in the grocery store and now won't; it seems that since we don’t attend the same church we can no longer be friends. yikes! with friends like that, who needs enemies. .. .. .. it’s beyond hurtful ~ and yet, we wouldn’t change our decision for anything. we knew it was the right choice even though it was hard.

sometimes the right choice doesn’t feel good. have you ever had that happen? have you ever made the right choice even though it was hard or didn’t feel good?

blessings