This one was giant-sized and ornate, not my usual choice. But at the time, it felt like a significant moment was about to happen, and although I had absolutely no idea what that might look like, I didn't want to miss it.
I didn't know it then, but by the time I closed it, everything would change.
Everything.
It's possibly been
the most intense period of life
we've ever experienced.
Just as an example, one tiny little piece - as of last weekend, our church had served over 10,000 PokémonGo players who landed on our doorstep, about three weeks ago. Four weeks ago, I didn't even know what PokémonGo was!
And there are countless other examples of change.
And there are countless other examples of change.
From owning a small home with a giant, ramshackle, peaceful backyard -- to renting an apartment, right in the city. From driving everywhere to walking everywhere. From an all-English community to a multi-lingual one, particularly French. From a community whose history, people and ethos I knew to one in which I knew no one and almost nothing.
And of course -- Andie.
She's a massive, joyous, delightful, messy change.
But then again - I'm still me. Spike is still Spike (although his hair has changed).
And God is still God.
I'm thankful for social media and texting and FaceTime that keep me connected with friends, old and new. I'm thankful for years of foundation in my faith, for Scripture I read today that reminded me, "If you love your neighbour, you will fulfill the requirements of God's law". And, "The Lord is my shepherd. I have all that I need."
So today, I've begun a new journal, and it's the first one that I've started here, in ma nouvelle ville. Strangely, that makes me feel at home. It's more of my usual style, peaceful, simple.
And maybe I'm finally back to blogging again. We shall see.
