Facing Change

Anyone who knows me knows that I have no real fear of change. (Look at how many times I have moved for goodness sakes!) But I do allow myself to get sentimentally attached to things or places and sometimes I have a hard time "letting go" of these things and places. I thought about that this past week-end. We have been going to this church with some friends of ours for a few weeks, now and we really like it. There are a few things I have been struggling with pertaining to it, but overall it has been great. So that begs the question why, when I think of even possibly joining a church it just scares me to death. I know there are many possible reasons- because of what happened at our last church being a big one. But I think the main reason is because it really would make the separation from our old church totally final. Now, I do not want to go back there- not in any way. But, it almost feels like contemplating that final signature on divorce papers or something. When we joined there, we had no doubt it would be where we would stay until we died. We wanted to raise our children there. They were both born into that church. It became our second family and we poured our hearts and souls into that place. I would have walked through fire for that place and technically, I did. We even waited over a year to join because it was such a huge decision for us. Now we have left and surprisingly, out of all the people I loved like they were family- only one or two of them have even called us to say that they missed us or that they still wanted to keep in touch. So, after all the hurt, I don't know why I can't cut that final string tying us to that place, I guess it's because I had such huge hopes and dreams about what could have and should have been. Or maybe it's because the church we are going to, even though we really like it, isn't the final one for us. Maybe we are just supposed to go there for a little while. I don't know. I know that whatever happens, God is in control and He always has my best interests in mind. I just want Him to help me cut that final cord.
On other subjects, Annelise lost both top teeth this weekend. She looks and sounds like some bumpkin from the backwoods. (You know the type, the toothless wonders that they always interview on TVafter a tragedy at a trailor park.....) She did pass out when she lost the first top tooth, but did ok with the second one. I was not present for either. I made sure I got out of earshot as soon as I figured out Brian was about to pull them. She is excited and the tooth fairy was very busy for her this week-end! I thought Emmaline would be jealous, but she is taking it all pretty well. They are so funny. Annelise has a make-up basketball game tonight, so our evening is pretty much gone, but it is fun to watch her play. Oh, well- off to clean up, or at least attempt it!