Yesterday was the 2-week mark of being in Oklahoma. So much has transpired and yet everything is very familiar. This past weekend we had visitors from "home" as well as family from just down I35. Both were needed and welcomed. We had laughs, unpacked boxes, dinners, and meals shared with love. We walked down to a fall festival in our town's downtown train depot. We watched the cousins bond. it was balm for weary souls.
Our new church home and family have been incredibly welcoming, honestly, couldn't ask for more. We miss the ones we've left but we are confident that as we all move forward we do so with love and gratitude and prayers for sustaining grace. We miss our All Saint's breakfast, not gonna lie.
Not a huge update but as the days turn to weeks and will turn to eventual months, and prayerfully years, we continue to sit in grace and prayer for what has been, what is, and what will come. Love y'all, mean it.
