Things are beginning to look like home around here. We've been able to enjoy family dinners around the dining room table again. Most of the children are adapting to the new house. Allie surprised me on Saturday. She came downstairs crying. When asked what was wrong, she stated that she wanted to go "home". I explained that this is our new home. She replied, "It would have been easier to paint our old bedroom pink."
I have some pictures to post, but haven't located the camera cable that connects to the computer. Hopefully, it will turn up soon. There aren't that many boxes left to empty before we return to the old house to get the last couple of loads of stuff.
Today, we all went to church in our new town. The service was uplifting, contained a "meat and potatoes" sermon, and remained reverent. The liturgy used was the one from my childhood. The sermon contained law and gospel. It was like coming home. I'm looking forward to visiting again next week.
The church was very welcoming. When we arrived (the size of our family always draws notice) several members greeted us and welcomed us to church. After the service several other members talked to our family. We were invited to join then for fellowship/coffee, and the member who sat in front of me said that I should join their choir. I explained to one woman that we would not be going to fellowship/coffee time because Mike had to go to work. She walked away and returned a short time later with cupcakes for our family to take home to enjoy later.
There were only a few children (other than mine) at church. The temperature was very cold this morning, so I'm hoping there are normally more children in the congregation.
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