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I’m Not Finished

Once again, I've been away.  I have few followers now and sometimes, I feel like I'm talking to myself or "Dear Diary."  That's okay because that's the reason I started my blog anyway.

Since my last post, I've spent less time on Facebook and in Blog Land.  I've spent more time in my quiet place, thinking about my home, my life, my relationships with God and others.  We've changed communities-not as in where we live, but where we attend church and fellowship with other believers.  I didn't think it would be hard, but it has been.  There's so much I miss, however it was necessary for many reasons that I won't go into.  So once again, I've felt disconnected.  We've started a Bible Study group with a few ladies in and out of the church.  Being together has been my salvation.  We are attending a small church that is more traditional than I like and as my husband says is the church as we knew it 40 years ago.  He likes it more, but it has been a real adjustment for me.  I'm not serving in my calling, teaching, and I feel empty.  Disconnection breeds depression and once again, I'm fighting it with everything in me.

I moved the bench to the deck to better enjoy God's Word and His creation.

Needing a little courage, I am reading Courageous Women of the Bible by Latan Roland Murphy.  I encourage you to order her book from Amazon.  I know her, grew up with her brother at the same church camp in Georgia. It's a must-read.


I wan't comfortable so I moved the bench back inside and now my quiet place is just perfect. No, my space is not finished, but neither am I.




Comments

  1. Oh wow, lots going on! A new church, new people, new Bible Study groups. I love your chair on the deck......love the look of the bench but I know it wouldn't be comfy for me either. I'll check out that book, I always have more than one I'm working on. Sometimes it takes me forever to get though a book. I do a lot of stop and go!
    Take care, dear friend. I missed you!

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  2. Good to see a post from you!

    A new church, that can be difficult at the beginning, but I'm sure you will soon be enjoying all that God has for you as you faithful serve Him.

    Your quiet place looks like a perfect spot to sit and reflect on the goodness of God, and as you quietly draw closer to Him.

    Bless you~

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  3. Welcome back! A new church is very hard, praying you find your place there. I know you will be a blessing to them.

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