Some days the task ahead seems daunting. A bit overwhelming. To move countries with big dreams. To be hopeful and realistic, all at the same time. To pray, seek, go, and wait...one step at a time.
I'm amazed at the beautiful people in our lives already, the sweet community that we are apart of. The time and effort to cultivate deep relationships is well worth it, I know this. Choosing to take initiative.
There are many ways that I long to be apart of this city, this current community that is all around us and that we are getting to know. Shifting through what I really should be apart of and what isn't for me in this season.
And then, beyond the dreams of starting a church, there is the dailiness of life. The joy of being at home with 2 girls and all the effort it takes to teach them about life and living together.
And all the things that I randomly want as partial creator of this home, all that I want to learn - gardening, thrifting, re-doing of furniture, pattern making, chicken keeping - oh I do have on my mind some wonderful things. And attempting for these things to be within the context of community.
I can see where we are, I can see the beauty of it and I can see all that I still want to be moving towards. I remind myself that it is a journey. I remind myself that it takes time and that time is what makes things beautiful.
I have 6 pots of herbs on my kitchen windowsill. They seem to be a simple reminder that things are happening, we are moving forward...one step at a time. I may not have a whole garden, I may not have even started in the planning of one, but I do have herbs. And that is enough for now. The rest will come.