Hello

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It’s been awhile and I can’t make any promises.

The blog has been quiet, but life certainly has not been.

I wrote a post on Facebook at the end of September, but never shared it.

Since then, little by little, most people have been updated, but in case you haven’t this happened:

Rocky and I  moved back to Louisville in October of 2017. Rocky has accepted a ministry position at the church we attended while he was a student at Seminary.

Those who know our story may remember that after Seminary, the plan, God willing, was to teach college. Rocky realized last summer that God was saying no to teaching and asking him to stay in ministry.

Six years ago when we moved back to my hometown to be near my parents, we knew that in order for Rocky to have a full time job with benefits, it probably would not be in our small town and would mean possible relocation. We also knew that with Mom’s health and our need to be close to home it would have to be somewhat close.

We kept waiting and all the doors kept closing. We kept saying God has a plan and it’s not the right time. We kept praying for direction and asking God to work out the logistics that were best for everyone. Many of my prayers were a list of what we needed in a job. As if God needed me to tell him.  Then my prayers changed, asking God to send Rocky the job he wanted him to have. Then for awhile I didn’t pray as much, but I kept telling Rocky that God had a plan.

My prayer in recent months had changed and I must confess my attitude as well. I still wanted God to send the job he wanted Rocky to have and I still knew God had a plan.  I trusted Him, but I was growing weary of not knowing and I was still leaning heavy in favor of the college route because I know how hard ministry is and I didn’t feel that I had the stamina for that lifestyle.

However, I began repeating a prayer I had prayed several years earlier while Rocky was still in seminary –  a prayer of submission, a prayer that I was willing to go wherever God sent Rocky. I knew that was a bold thing to do, but I knew I had to be willing even if it meant ministry. I was also praying for Rocky to have clear direction and peace.

I knew we’d be fine where we were if that was the continued answer as it had been for the past five years. I knew God would provide. We loved our students who came for piano, Rocky loved subbing in the local schools and he loved serving as a church pianist.

But, I sensed that God was up to something. I suspected when Rocky started losing more students than he was gaining in the late winter / early spring that there must be a reason. It didn’t feel like we were to recruit more students.  I could feel the winds of change.

At the same time I was praying and waiting, unbeknownst to me, Rocky was having his own struggle with the college vs. ministry route. The day in mid-summer that he told me he knew God wanted him to pursue music ministry I could sense his relief. It was like a burden was lifted.

In just a matter of days a potential job in Louisville appeared on his radar and he emailed our former pastor in Fern Creek to let her know he’d used her as a reference. She responded immediately with, “why not come here?”  We hadn’t considered that we should pursue going there since it wasn’t a full time music position.  But, with that simple, direct question we found ourselves considering and praying.

And so, the journey began: interviewing, figuring out logistics and making plans. It was a whirlwind that happened fast. I almost felt like Dorothy who went to sleep in Kansas and woke up in Oz.

Everything had God’s signature on it and we know that this is his best for us. When we had first moved back home in 2012 we knew there were several things that would have to fall in place if we were to be free to take a job elsewhere.  Things such as benefits, help with Mom so Dad had support, close enough proximity to my parents so we would still be able to support them when needed.  We also needed a teacher for Rocky’s remaining students and we prayed that he’d provide someone to play the music at the church we’d been attending. It seemed like a lot of things had to fall in place, but I knew if anyone could orchestrate what was best for everyone involved, God could. And he did.

God checked all the boxes.  We are only two hours from my parents – I’ve been able to go back and stay with them several times.  Hospice has been great to come in daily to help with Mom and we have recently found someone to help my Dad a couple days a week.  A piano teacher was provided for the students, and they only had to go down the street a few houses. And, he provided a musician for the church where Rocky had been playing on Sunday mornings.

God is faithful and that has never been more evident than in the way we were welcomed back into the family at Fern Creek Baptist Church with open arms.  It was a seamless transition and it felt like we’d never left.  On Sunday mornings when I watch my husband lead worship and direct the choir, I have no doubt that he is fulfilling his calling.  This is the place where God has planted our feet.

The future is in God’s hands and we are trusting him to lead our steps. He has never failed to lead us exactly where we need to be. It is so much easier to follow when you are in complete submission to his sovereign will.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
    and lean not on your own understanding;
 in all your ways submit to him,
    and he will make your paths straight  — Proverbs 3:5-6

Submitting in Grace,

Teresa

 

 

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4 thoughts on “Hello

  1. What a wonderful, wonderful story of God’s goodness and grace. I so loved reading. Thank you for sharing all that has transpired in your lives lately. God is so good to us always. Love you friend!

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