Tracy and I have made it to Decatur and have officially been here one week. We have had the honor to hang out with people 3 separate times from which friendships should stem. Our love for one another has certainly deepened as we've been tested by small spaces, cold air, and lack of the common ammenities by which our lives are usually connected. We are constantly reminding ourselves that this is God's call as sometimes it can be hard to remember this because we are at (what Tracy calls) "a limbo period" of our lives. At this point, we haven't heard from any jobs but are leaning on each other for support vocally and lovingly in telling each other that we will find some. We have received word from the "home front" that all is going well with youth group and with Tracy's former job as well. To know that the Lord is still being served at FPC VB allows us a bit of peace although I admittedly check my phone constantly to see if anyone needs anything only to remind myself that there are people in place to check that. Tracy has busied herself in making sure that the house looks like a home and making sure I don't kill the walls with scrapes or scratches (I've made a few). Tracy discovered her first snow fall of her Georgia life and decided to wake up early to go play in it the night after it snowed. So at 10:30 am (that's early apparently) we went for a walk around our quaint neighborhood. I decided to take us on a short cut that put us out of our way by at least half an hour. The first part was romantic and the second was...well...spent trying to hurry our way to a heated location. Tracy and I neither one thought that our appendages would ever have feelings again. We've discovered Thai food and the beauty of leftover pasta (3x now) and tonight we allowed ourselves to eat out so we could have a little more substance in our systems.
God's blessed us so far and we pray that continues.
-Rob
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