Church

We visited our old church in the mountains while we were there over the weekend. Finding a new church here in the country has been a bit of a struggle, and going back to our old one only highlighted how much we are missing it. We miss the friends that we met with every week. We miss the great teaching and worship, and the kids miss their friendships and feeling of belonging too. It was obvious that the girls were comfortable there, because they wandered off to play on their own, and happily chatted with the adults (not something my introverted children do in strange places!). It felt like we had never left.

Going back to our old church also reinforced the importance of making a decision about where to go soon. We have been here 3 months now, and need to get settled.

I know I have written about some of this issue before, but to recap; there is a church in our local village, but it doesn't really suit us. There is also a really good church in a town 35 minutes away, but the distance means that it is too far to be really involved in.

With this in mind we have decided to try the local home church group. There are several other families who, like us, find the options available to them don't suit, and so have started meeting together on Sunday afternoons. By coincidence, someone rang to invite us along on Sunday but we were away.

In the mountains, we were spoiled for choice when it came to church. Here, a church that will suit us is a little harder to come by. We have never been part of a home fellowship group, and are a little unsure if it is for us, but we have decided to give it a try.

Perhaps settling into a regular church routine will help me to feel more at home here on the farm! Here's hoping!