A New Season

As many of you know Jon and I have felt the leading of the Lord Jesus to leave Gospel Community. We’ve prayed, many conversations have taken place, and we have walked through that open door. One thing MUST be said…I am eternally grateful for the precious season of life that we had there. The Lord took a chance with us and allowed us to pour ourselves into this church plant and was faithful to bring servants that are very gifted to fill any void that there may be in our decision to leave. With that being said…..

We are moving into a new season of our life. Jon is calling that my buzz word I am all about the “seasons” of life right now. In this season we will be looking for the body in Fort Wayne that God wants us to be apart of. I want to blog this spiritual journey that God has us on.

Pine Hills Church-

            Excitement dances in our chests as we pull into the parking lot. I look at Jon as none of this is familiar and say “this is weird.” We get out and walk into a mass of people. Very friendly people, that before that day I never knew existed. There are smiles and handshakes. A precious sister in the Lord sees our faces looking around. I am sure looking a little lost and helpless, she quickly comes to our aid and helps us get the boys checked in. People are standing everywhere talking and there is excitement in the air, only I am not sure what I am feeling yet, overwhelmed. We take the kids back to their classes to very cute little rooms with smiling Sunday school teachers waiting for them. Salty wet tears begin to stream down my face and I need to find the bathroom, only I have never been here before so I don’t know where the bathroom is.

Jon is waiting for me when I come out of the bathroom. We take each other’s hands and walk into the sanctuary. Oh joy; familiar faces!! Jon sees Dustin Wegner and I see Brenda Geiser. We stop and chat and then find our seats. As I look around at the congregation, again I am overwhelmed. This particular building is to say the least, beautiful. Very appealing to the eyes. The lights dim and the worship team starts to play. Again, I think how wonderful the music is and I am somehow not able to sing. Inside of me I know that we are all just broken people and yet this is all very well put together.

God gently begins drawing me into worship. Beautiful songs and truths, sang by broken people. I still can’t sing I just stand there with my hands held up letting these truths go into my soul and raising them up to HIM!!

The Pastor comes up after worship is over and announces that they are taking a break from the book they have been studying. He goes on to say that we are going to watch a video of a family that is soon departing for Mali, Africa. Be still my soul. My mind quickly goes to my desire to be a missionary in a foreign land. But I silence the thought and focus my attention on this precious family. They share their God story of how He opened every door for them. I sit there in quiet excitement for all the things that these precious saints are going to experience with Jesus and the Yulankan people.

The pastor comes back up and gives a brief sermon on the great commission and again I am stirred to want to drop everything and go wherever He calls me to go. Though at least for right now it seems He wants me in Fort Wayne, Indiana. But there is that sliver of hope that I cannot put to rest that maybe, just maybe, He might be preparing to send my family to a place where He is working on the hearts of the people to know HIM. About this time the pator calls this family up and the elders lay hands on them. My heart is the same heart beat as theirs. I am just praying so hard for the work that Jesus is preparing for them and my mind slips to the reality of discouragements, warfare, doubts, and I just pray harder!!!!!

The service ends…as we drive away from the first in our many churches to visit, I am just so excited about the work that our precious Lord is doing around Fort Wayne. I then span out even broader and think of the whole world and I am humbled to bear His name. To call Him my God!!

Jon and I chit chat about the fire that has been reignited in our souls to serve Him in a foreign land. For now we pray and serve Him faithfully in Fort Wayne, Indiana…. Never the less we were reminded of the precious desire He has hidden deep within us.



For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

(Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 ESV)