I'm sitting in our living room in our apartment in
Nashotah, Wisconsin. Despite the fact that we've been here for 2 1/2 weeks, it still feels completely and utterly surreal to us. Life 2 1/2 weeks ago seems like a lifetime ago. We are quite happy here, but we are just waiting for normalcy to set in. The move went so well; it really couldn't have gone any better. The drive was really beautiful. I drove our car and followed the Free's car/U-Haul trailer. It was scary watching the trailer swerve when we went through the mountains. I think at one point I prayed out loud for 30 minutes
straight. God heard my prayers, and we had absolutely no car/highway
mishaps! The longest part of the drive was mostly through corn fields, which I thought were absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful. Yes, I think I was alone on that thought. I was just so struck by the beauty of pure landscape as far as the eye could see. It was not only landscape, though. It was the fruit of
someone's labor--miles and miles of it. I think if this whole seminary thing doesn't work out, I want to be a farmer. I wonder what God thinks about that?! We'll see. Anyway, the first picture is of my windshield view during the bulk of the trip. As
you can see in the second picture, Hazel was not all that intrigued by the views out of any of the windows. The third picture is another view of the beautiful cornfields. If you look closely you can see the windmills. There were about 20 of them all together in the fields at one point. It was really cool! We arrived at
Nashotah House at about 2:00 p.m. on Aug. 15. It was raining when we pulled up. Our first sight was our new neighbors, men, women and children, standing there with umbrellas, ready to help us unload. It still brings tears to my eyes! The rain stopped immediately, and people we had never even met
started unloading the truck and the U-Haul trailer. Sallie Free and I just had to stand at our doors and direct traffic as to where everything should go. They had both households, the Free's and ours, unloaded within an hour. It was amazing. I just stood there, all choked up, watching these people carry my stuff into the house. It was a humbling experience to be ministered to in this way. All I could think was, "What can I do to give back? How can I repay them?" Then, someone said to me, "Welcome Home!" I realized that this is my new home and these people are my new family--my brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are all the body of Christ here. He works through us, and it's not about working or repaying. It's about just letting the power of Christ work in us when it's time. That's what these people were doing. I just needed to relax and accept the love that was being given to me by Christ through these people. It was an amazing blessing. So we're here. We're all unpacked. The quick version is that we're getting to know our brothers and sisters here at
Nashotah. There have been lots of picnics and bonfires. Last week was orientation. It was overwhelming. Classes start on Tuesday. Obviously there is a lot more to say, but I've been on the computer way too long on this beautiful day. The dogs are ready to go for a walk to the lake for a swim. I'll post again soon. We love you and miss you all!
straight. God heard my prayers, and we had absolutely no car/highway mishaps! The longest part of the drive was mostly through corn fields, which I thought were absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful. Yes, I think I was alone on that thought. I was just so struck by the beauty of pure landscape as far as the eye could see. It was not only landscape, though. It was the fruit of someone's labor--miles and miles of it. I think if this whole seminary thing doesn't work out, I want to be a farmer. I wonder what God thinks about that?! We'll see. Anyway, the first picture is of my windshield view during the bulk of the trip. As
you can see in the second picture, Hazel was not all that intrigued by the views out of any of the windows. The third picture is another view of the beautiful cornfields. If you look closely you can see the windmills. There were about 20 of them all together in the fields at one point. It was really cool! We arrived at Nashotah House at about 2:00 p.m. on Aug. 15. It was raining when we pulled up. Our first sight was our new neighbors, men, women and children, standing there with umbrellas, ready to help us unload. It still brings tears to my eyes! The rain stopped immediately, and people we had never even met 
started unloading the truck and the U-Haul trailer. Sallie Free and I just had to stand at our doors and direct traffic as to where everything should go. They had both households, the Free's and ours, unloaded within an hour. It was amazing. I just stood there, all choked up, watching these people carry my stuff into the house. It was a humbling experience to be ministered to in this way. All I could think was, "What can I do to give back? How can I repay them?" Then, someone said to me, "Welcome Home!" I realized that this is my new home and these people are my new family--my brothers and sisters in Christ. 
We are all the body of Christ here. He works through us, and it's not about working or repaying. It's about just letting the power of Christ work in us when it's time. That's what these people were doing. I just needed to relax and accept the love that was being given to me by Christ through these people. It was an amazing blessing. So we're here. We're all unpacked. The quick version is that we're getting to know our brothers and sisters here at Nashotah. There have been lots of picnics and bonfires. Last week was orientation. It was overwhelming. Classes start on Tuesday. Obviously there is a lot more to say, but I've been on the computer way too long on this beautiful day. The dogs are ready to go for a walk to the lake for a swim. I'll post again soon. We love you and miss you all!
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