Sometimes when we look back on our past its painful, but other times it is an awesome reminder of God's faithfulness. This past week I was reminded of God's faithfulness in finding our church. while we lived in Colorado we had an amazing church, we felt at home, we were so blessed.
When we moved to Texas we were so excited to be closer to family and just to start over, with a new job, new friendships, new adventures, we were and still are so excited to see what God has in store for us while we are here in Texas.
This last Friday at playgroup one of my sweet new friends asked about how we had come to go to our church, First Baptist Arlington. We had visited a couple times with my grandparents and weren't that impressed so when we moved here my grandma kept persistently reminding me that we should go check out First Baptist. Finally one Sunday, Daniel reluctantly gave into my persistence and we decided to go ahead and give it another chance. I cannot describe to you how thankful I am that we listened to that. That Sunday we were blown away by FBC Arlington and the way they approached God's leading and direction in their church. We immediately wanted to join. We felt at home, we knew we were where we were supposed to be.
Our kiddos loved going to Sunday school and learning about Jesus, God is blessing us through this church every single day. I'm honored to say I serve alongside all these wonderful other believers who are out looking and searching for how they are being called to influence this world, and the people they come in contact with daily.
I was also reminded about how blessed I am to live where I live, not only do we have a great neighborhood, a great school, but our neighbors are literally the best. They have welcomed us since the days we first moved in. One of our neighbors blesses me and brings me joy each time I see her, she has ministered to me as a young mom of two boys in so many great and powerful ways over the last 19 months. I know there is a special place for her in heaven, and I'm so very thankful to know her, she is the reason we found our Sunday school class, she came over and watched the boys so I could study, or run errands, or she would just come over so I could have some adult conversation. Amazing.
Another God story in the midst of this one finding our church, our neighborhood, our neighbors, but we found the best Sunday school class ever. I only recently realized how special our Sunday school class was, and I'm thankful to be a part of something different. Our Sunday school class is full of the coolest people, they come from all walks of life, different countries, but we are all young, married and most of us have children. The greatest thing is we serve together, we praise Jesus together, and we just live life together. We are there to lift each other up in prayer, praise when there is an answer to prayers, weep when there is loss. We talk about our marriages, how to keep God the center of our marriage how to keep our families God focused. We are able to include our children in our service projects, but we are also able to serve our community as couples without wondering who is caring for our children or worrying about them getting into something. Our Sunday school class has enabled us to continue to be God's hands and feet even in the tough years of pre-school parenting.
I'm thankful for these reminders, its such a blessing to look over this past 19 months and see just a small glimpse of the blessing that God has brought to us.
Thank you for reading, I hope that today you are able to just soak up the greatness of a gift that may seem insignificant but can turn out to have a huge impact on your life.
Blessings until we meet again.
Angela
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