Trying to Keep My Head Above the Water...

The new job is certainly challenging, and I'm just trying to keep up. I've been in several courts over the last week, learning the idiosyncrasies of each court and meeting so many folks it's hard to keep it all straight.

The whole "takes 25 minutes to get to work" (though it's only about 8 miles there) is an adjustment too, but it's all for the long haul and the end result.

Good news is the house in the Valley closes tomorrow, got those docs signed and Fedexed out today; God has certainly been faithful in getting that closed soon. After reviewing the settlement documents today and figuring in the real estate fees (that we would have paid even in a better market), we really didn't lose all that much in the end.

We did attend a pretty interesting church this past weekend, an Anglican church (Anglican Mission in America) where they had actual wine with communion and had some formal readings but also had two Chris Tomlin songs and Days of Elijah (Robin Mark song?). We were presently surprised; as usual, a smaller church, but this will likely do okay for the time being while we are where we are--especially since it's only 4 miles from where we live and not 20 or 25 miles!

So here's to another Saturday and hoping that sleep will come in abundance then...had too much to accomplish last weekend, so hoping that rest arrives then.

New City, New Blog Design

I decided that since moving back to Hampton Roads, it was time for a fresh start with the template, so that's why it looks different! It's been interesting to adjust to the new area, since it's not the Beach but rather a city near it, and so it's not really like we're "back" in that sense. Hopefully we can get the house closed back in the Valley and move forward with looking for something more permanent here.

I really can't believe I slept until nearly 9:30 today, but it felt pretty good. I strapped Josiah on my back and we mopped the ENTIRE condo floor (the only place that has carpet-like flooring is in the kitchen...we'll be getting a rug for that area for sure!). It took eight or nine of those swiffer pads and let's just say I'm glad it's clean now so we can let our little one crawl around without thinking about how dirty it is.

Hopefully we can finally get around to getting some substantial groceries today so that we can stop eating out. We ate at Moe's Southwest Grill last night, was quite a tasty meal--I'd never eaten there before. It was fast and quite good.

Monday will get here soon enough and hopefully Saturday the move of the rest of the stuff (at least what we need for now) won't take that long and with the help will be easy.

The place we're in has a doorman. A doorman! Our little guy has taken a liking to the morning doorman, though it's no surprise since he's an older gentleman, graying hair, etc (he's a softy for these types).

We may try out the zoo tomorrow, depending on how little J is feeling...should be fun!

Movin' On

I was up until 3 this morning packing our PODS container, and I've still got a few items to put in it prior to their arrival sometime between 11:30 and 2:30. Putting some of the last of the larger items in the POD yesterday began to make it real that this relocation is really happening. God has had a way of shaking my life up just as I perceived settling or comfort; I had always thought that the Valley would be a stopover, but just recently, beginning my fourth year at the firm this past June, I thought it would be a little longer than that. Instead, a casual conversation turned into a job offer four months later.

I have thoroughly enjoyed my time here and made some great friends; I only regret that I did not grow spiritually as much as I ought, simply treading water for a good bit of the time I have been here and sitting on my theological laurels, having not really grown much in the grace and knowledge of Jesus Christ. Even more lamentable, I did not share the Gospel well (if at all) with the 50 plus people I would come into contact with at work on a regular basis. I am consoled by the fact that a good man moved in next door to me at the office earlier this year who has no problem sharing his faith, and I pray that the Lord would use him in a mighty way, that God's grace will be known.

Moving on is moving back; back to an area that we somewhat know and yet don't know. We lived at the Beach, now we're going to an area near there, but many of our friends have moved (or are moving) and so it will be like starting over again.

I just finished my last day at a job where for the first time I left for a better opportunity--not because school was starting (or ending) or the job was done. So it's weird in a way. Now we see what God has in store, which is why this is exciting/nerve-wracking/amazing all at the same time.