Our Last Sunday

Today was our last Sunday at Orchard View Congregational Church. After eight years of worship, service, fellowship, and drama, we have decided to move on and find another church. I can not imagine us attending any other church. This is where I grew up. This is where I began on my journey to know Jesus. This is where I met, dated, and married the love of my life. And yet, as with all things, it is time for a change. While there has been some difficult things that we had to deal with at this church, I feel like overall it was a positive experience and that the experiences at this church have prepared us for whatever it is we will face next. God is in control. This summer in many ways marks a lot of change in our lives. Leaving ovcc is one of them and I am excited to meet the new challenges we will face.

Surprises

Today was filled with surprises. And normally i hate surprises. I hate unexpected things happening. I like to know exactly what is going to happen and when and how. But today, when a beautiful vase of roses was delivered to me in the break room at Target, I was happily surprised. That kind of unexpected can happen more often. I would have never expected Tony to send me flowers at work.

After I got out of work and picked up Tony at the church he had a large box in is hand. He had edited some pictures that we took and ordered the prints and frames for my birthday (he let me open it early). Tonight we hung the pictures on the wall. There are three and they are all the same size. After a half hour of trying different ways of arranging them on the floor, we decided on our original idea of hanging them in a straight line. Actually getting them to hang straight was the hard part. But they are on the wall and they look great.

Also my mom called today and said she wants to have a get together at her house for my birthday sometime next week. Which seems normal and fine. But for my mom it means a lot. About a month ago when I finally told her how much she had hurt me and how much she continued to hurt me she actually apologized. A real apology. And I had no idea how to respond. So now we are trying to navigate our way into an honest healthy relationship. So next week Tony and I will show up at my mom's house to have a birthday dinner.

I am learning that some surprises are good.