Why won't this ring come off this tub no matter what I scrub it with? Exhausted, I sat down on the floor and cradled my head in my hands. I just can’t do this.
New to ministry, my husband and I had just moved into our first
parsonage, where we found toadstools growing around the
commode, four inches of standing water in
the basement, space heaters that whooshed the hair off Dick’s forearm when he lit them, and iodine-flavored water
from a shallow well.
Remembering that move is kind of scary in light of the fact that Dick
and I are preparing to move to our next parsonage in a couple of months.
Yet, at that same home, God laid His healing hand on me, 15 youth committed
their lives to God during a retreat, four friends honed their Bible knowledge, Dick and I laughed over cups of
mint tea and chocolate chip cookies while warming our feet with the leftover
heat from baking, and best of all, we got to know Jesus there, after praying
together that He would come into our home.
Yes, we never know what we might encounter when change is thrust upon
us, but Dick and I have found that God is always, always faithful and works
everything out for our good. No wonder we are excited and looking forward to
what lies ahead!
