As greens turn to golds and blazing reds I'm facing a new start in the city.
If you've been keeping up with my (not so frequent) blog entries, Facebook stalking me (you know who you are...), or perhaps, as one of my "real" friends, you've received the odd e-mail and old-fashioned letter from me then you'll know that I'm no longer working with UCCF. Once my Relay year finished, I left for what the Brits call "Europe" and have now been living in Germany for over a year working as a translator in Bavaria.
But times are a changin' and an autumn breeze is carrying me off to Munich. The rolling hills of the low country will soon be ironed out and a quiet, neighbourly village life will turn into a spaghetti of constant sound and anonymous bodies.
Because a new job means another move; a fairly welcome move, I might add, though not without a few tears before I actually up and leave. As I pack my life into a few boxes and a suitcase and scrounge around for odd bits of furniture, I'll no doubt have a few moments of panic swiftly followed by a little parental reassurance, albeit through What's App.
The change is a bit testing. I suppose change always is.Yet the way God has been teaching me patience over the last year as I've struggled to pray over the same things for several months has repeatedly shown me just how good and faithful He really is. And as He's rolled out surprise after surprise over the last few weeks during which I've joyfully witnessed His love (and His sense of humour) in clearly answering prayer, all I can do now is feel humbled and rejoice!
So stay tuned. You never know what might sneak its way onto this blog...
