A short update

Sorry we haven't posted in a while.   The hard work and the pace of trying to setup our house and do what we've come here to do has made me already understand why God gave Sabbath to people.  And someday soon, we're going to try our best to exercise that.  All kidding aside, last night and tonight seem like the first nights that we've taken the foot off the accelerator.  We've kinda felt like an out of control roller coaster with no breaks.  You pay an absorbitant price for what you think is the thrill of your life, and it is, it's just you also feel like throwing up in your mouth a little bit sometimes.  

I left LaGrange with the first load of our stuff last Tuesday at 5:30 am to be at the Church at the Crossing (CATC from here on) at 9 am.  It took about one day to realize that no one gets anywhere quickly in the city.  And you better know what lane to be in very early.  

The CATC staff made me feel right at home from the first moments.  We celebrated with Luci her change in Visa status (from student to a workers visa).   Our house closing went well.  We left straight from the closing and dove into the cleanup of our house.  Lowes smiles everytime we go there, because they know we're going to a) buy obscure paint colors they don't get to mix often, and b) we're hitting triple digits on the old cash register.  

And so we painted...and we want to publicly thank Carlotta's sisters Jennifer and Caroline (who painted til there arms almost fell off) as well as Fred Goode, Daron Cupp and Coral and Amber Snyder (as well as Madonna for riding down with them).

This week we were back at Crosspoint Church with Curt and the great people there.  It's great to know that we have three great home churches (because part of us will always be at LaGrange) who lovingly support us even when we're not even with them each week. 

We both kinda started our jobs this week, Carlotta at Pleasant View Elementary School and me...well, pretty much wherever we go.  I've already learned that the best way to do what we need to do is just to keep my eyes and ears open.  I'm working hard to put names with faces of strangers in the community, not with an agenda of even inviting them to church, but just to hopefully help them feel the blessing of the Spirit in our interaction.  We met two nice servers at the Waffle House down the road, Coral and Victoria.  Kris took care of me at the gas station yesterday morning.  And I bought gas today for $3.25 a gallon in Fishers.  I wasn't sure I'd ever live to see this day.

So the fun begins tomorrow as we have to come back to LaGrange to pick up our furniture and have our hearts break a little bit once again.  I'm not sure, but somehow I get the feeling this weekend may be the most emotional one we've had yet.  So pray for us if you think about it...and if you're not busy and don't have back problems and want to stop by Thursday or Friday, that'd be great, too.