Change never is easy. Good or difficult change – it doesn’t matter. Today [August 27] is day three in my office. Boxes still litter my floor. I still have more boxes to come on the moving truck. My family doesn’t get here until Thursday [August 29] (I miss them terribly). I’m still learning people’s names (please keep introducing yourself for a while – saves me the akwardness of not remembering).

We spent eight years in Charlotte. Two of our three kids were born there. Our older two kids learned to ride their bikes there. It was home. It was hard to leave, even for something as exciting as River Road Church. As I left last week, I have to admit that I had to stop at the end of our street in Charlotte because of my blurred vision from all the tears.

In the midst of the transition, I have received a tremendous welcome from you. You have been gracious in acknowledging the difficulty of moving from Charlotte, you have housed me, you have provided air mattresses for us, you have fed me, you have hugged me – you have been the body of Christ. Paul says that the body of Christ is made up of many parts, and all parts are vital to the health of the body. In my time of transition, you have shown me the importance of community. Thank you. I look forward to continuing the journey with you to help bring about the Kingdom of God here on earth as it is in heaven.