Home again, home again jiggedy jig.
I made it. After six hours of driving today, through wind, snow, rain and sun we finally arrived. C, my Warden was here with keys and hugs. There were flowers with a card signed by the congregation.
It’s a beautiful day here…views from mountains from most every window. The living room window looks out over a brick wall from the building next door. Otherwise every window has a spectacular view.
Looking around the office, the boxes have arrived. They just need to be unpacked. There is food in the fridge, ice cream in the freezer, and tea bags on the counter.
There are two beds in the house that are made and ready to go. Everything I could need is here. Bed, dresser, bedside table…amazing.
This afternoon we took a walk around the downtown and need to decide somewhere to go to supper. Tomorrow will be spent unpacking, buying little things needed like a boot mat and a garbage can.
I can have a bath in my bathtub. Sleep in my new bed.
In my new home.
I’m home.
I went to the Church and checked out the worship space. I was overcome with emotion, shed a few tears, feeling like I am where God has called me to be. I showed my traveling companion the place and she shed a few tears as well. “This is where you need to be”. One of the stained glass windows behind the altar says “The Sower”. That’s what she feels I am called to be; what it is that I am going to do; what I am called to do here.
I’m exhausted, exhilarated and ready to go…but first I need to eat and then to sleep.
Life, as they say, is grand.
God is great.
We are very glad you arrived safely. Thanks to our dear lord. Chat soon. Love Bonnie and Jim Boland.