No, believe it or not, I have not fallen off of the face of the earth. I am still alive. I am still upright taking in sustenance. I simply haven’t been blogging much lately. Sorry about that (for those few of you who actually read what I put up on here!)
We are doing well and recovering from the move. The trip out to Pultneyville took us almost exactly 12 hours. JJ had the girls in the car and I took Carina (the dog) with me in the van. The trip, although long, was relatively uneventful (exactly how a trip like that should be!) We arrived in Pultneyville around 6:30 and were warmly greeted by a group of people from our new congregation. Their hospitality even before we arrived has been unbelievably generous. I told someone the other day that I keep waiting for the shoe to drop – can a real people really be so kind?!
After a few nights of sleeping on the floor in our sleeping bags, we greeted the moving truck Wednesday morning and, by 12:30, everything was “moved in.” Back then, it all looked so organized and together — now, on the other hand, the whole house is filled with half-empty boxes as we’ve been searching for specific items and, at the same time, tried to find places for everything that we’ll be able to remember.
Sophia and Petra are starting to adjust. Petra has even slept through the night several times in the past week.
If you haven’t heard, my installation will be Saturday, May 22nd at 11:00 am. The installation service, in the Reformed Church, is the formal service that “officially” makes me the pastor here. It’s open to the public and, if you’re in the area, I’d love to have you attend!
In any case, someone reminded me this morning that I hadn’t posted anything since my arrival and I thought I’d better rectify that!
We’re well!
Grace and peace,
`tim
