Feeling welcome

When we chose our new lifestyle, I knew that leaving our church family could be problematic for me. We thought, though, that we’d spend enough time in any one location that we could develop relationships within a church. Sounded good if we said it fast, but not so good in reality.

The churches we attended along the way were small and seemed very friendly. We were greeted warmly, even taken to lunch by one couple. The problem was, we weren’t staying in the area. They were convenient to our RV park, but not a service we’d probably choose long term.

When we got to a longer-term stop, we were prepared to attend a church we had attended before and thought we would be happy there. As it turned out, while we heard good messages, we didn’t feel welcomed there, even though we tried all three of their services and one special event.

Today we were back in Wichita and we went back to our home church, Northridge Friends. It felt so good to be in familiar territory. We even parked in “our” parking place in the lot! I know it isn’t a fair comparison, but we were greeted and welcomed and hugged by more people than we have talked to at other churches TOTAL since August. Believe me, we’ll soak this up while we’re here.

It’s been a good week of connecting with family and community friends, too. Tomorrow I’m planning to go walk at the mall with the people I saw every morning for more than 11 years! Thursday we’ll be with our daughter and son-in-law and their children, as well as Tim’s parents. It’s easy to be grateful this year.

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