So here it is.
In about 48hrs from now we'll have had our final Sunday as The Salvation Army officers in Caterham.
Truth be told, I'm dreading it.
I have been all week.
To put some perspective on it I'm the child of Salvation Army Officers.
When I was young we moved home and church every 2 or 3 years.
The place I regard as my home church was only mine for seven years.
And we've been here for 11.
Not long by some people's standards
But by mine...
That's almost a quarter of my life as leaders of this church.
11 years of
being fully present in this place.
And if I'm honest I spent a few hours on Tuesday in deep distress.
It was only later that I realised this was like another bereavement to me.
Wednesday dawned brighter.
I went to an exercise class.
And received the call that Nathan had injured himself yet again.
I knew it probably meant yet another trip to hospital.
So driving back I prayed
And the Spirit came
And he stirred
I prayed fervently
I laughed joyously
And I had to pull over before I was arrested for careless driving.
And our God.
God not in the past
Not in the future
but right here right now...
He sent our friends as his messengers today to tell us three things.
1. There will be grief but it will be OK.
2. This isn't an ending, but a new beginning.
He has wonderful things in store.
And most importantly, for me anyway,
3. The seeds we have planted over the past 11 years have roots that go deep.
They will not fail.
We have not worked in vain, even though the last year has brought changes in the church that we didn't forsee.
As we face our Last Things on Sunday
Please pray for us.
But join me in thanking God for his faithfulness,
his vibrancy and his promptings.
For friends that love us enough to share what He says.
And for the knowledge that he has it all sorted.