The Hunt

Church hunting can be/is exhausting. In almost three years of marriage to each other (and the Corps), we have lived in six different homes, and four different states. (I get tired just typing about it!) Now, in each different place we have lived, we did eventually find a church, it just took longer in some places than others. It's EASY to feel burnt out on looking for the right congregation to join....further prompting doubts of fear that we will never feel at home in yet another "random" church. But then I remember that life isn't random. It's not random that I married this man, this Marine. It's not by chance we met at ages 18 and 19 and didn't get married until we were 22 and 23. It's not random we have a wonderful daughter who brings out the best in us as parents and as friends. It's not random that our dog was pronounced dead for ten minutes, but miraculously regained breath after her doctor prayed for her. It's not random that my husband felt called to the Marine Corps, and also to the protection of innocent people long before we ever met. It's not a coincidence that when things started looking down for us, we looked up and found answers. As always, we're not giving up. As always, God is faithful. We aren't here by accident, and you're not either. Praise be to God, the Everlasting King.