Thursday, July 24, 2014

Fifteen Pairs of Hands

Well, we made it to Kansas! Unfortunately, it wasn't quite as easy as clicking our red heels together and appearing in Winfield (an ongoing joke from our Kentucky friends especially), but I do have to say that things went VERY smoothly. One of the things that humbled and impressed me the most was the Church.

Let me tell you -- one of the greatest things about the Church universal is that no matter where you go, God's people will be there, somewhere. I am moved by this truth.

Our sweet friends in Kentucky had a surprise going away party for us on Thursday evening last week (was that seriously a week ago!?). So many of our dear friends came to hang out with us one last time and say goodbye. Before things wrapped up, many of them asked us what time they needed to be there to help us move. Additionally, our country church that previous Sunday asked us what time they needed to be there to help us move. We never had to really ask for help because the Church asked first and showed up ready to go. We packed at 7 AM on Saturday morning and we were not only finished packing everything at 9:30 AM, but we were also finished cleaning the house. We left Wilmore and were on the road to Kansas shortly before 10. As someone who has moved time and time again and has watched others move, 2 1/2 hours is amazing time to have everything done. But, then again, things happen almost as fast as clicking red heels when you have 15 pairs of hands!

We spent two days driving to Kansas and arrived on Sunday afternoon. Of course, the first thing we did was eat at one of our favorite Mexican restaurants here in Winfield -- El Maguey. Hashtag priorities. Then, we moved into our new-to-us bungalow! While we had 15 hands to help us move on the "going" end, we had just as many, if not more on the receiving end. Again, God's Church showed up and even asked us how they could help before we even had to ask them. The move went quick, quick, quick. What a blessing.

John Wesley wrote a phenomenal sermon called "Of the Church" that I read for a class prior to moving. His words have shaped me, especially as we've moved and have been on the receiving end of the Church's love and grace several times during this last month. Wesley notes about the Church:

"How much do we almost continually hear about the Church! With many it is matter of daily conversation. And yet how few understand what they talk of! How few know what the term means! A more ambiguous word than this, the Church, is scarce to be found in the English language. It is sometimes taken for a building, set apart for public worship: sometimes for a congregation, or body of people, united together in the service of God. It is only in the latter sense that it is taken in the ensuing discourse..."

Wesley goes on to talk about how the church is where two or three are gathered together (Matthew 18:20) or how Philemon's household was considered to be a church. For Wesley, the Church is a body that is vocationally called to the services of God. Surely, then, 15 pairs of hands and hearts that arrive at 7 AM on a Saturday morning are the Church! And 15 hands that spend their Sunday afternoon unloading a moving truck are the Church!

I think I will let that speak for itself. All I can say to God and the Church is "thank you;" what happened on Saturday and Sunday should be an expectation for anyone that moves! This is a beautiful example of how the healthy Church should function at all times. Of course, life isn't all about the Church helping people move (unless you're at Asbury Seminary!), but the Church is about helping people period. There's a special type of hospitality in our world that can only be given by the Church and the Spirit. Thank you, Church and Spirit, for giving us that hospitality in abundance these last two weeks. From Kentucky to Kansas, God's Church is alive and well. I learned this through at least fifteen pairs of hands. Amen.


Some of our hands on the Kentucky end! Thanks Isaac Chua for photos of this amazing adventure.


Moving always means leaving people that you love a lot! Lauren and Michelle -- two gems I met at Asbury.

Our new bungalow! Isn't it cute?
The Dads ready to go and pretty proud that absolutely nothing shifted in the trailer during our 13 hour trip. Awesome or what?

How much do we almost continually hear about the Church! With many it is matter of daily conversation. And yet how few understand what they talk of! How few know what the term means! A more ambiguous word than this, the Church, is scarce to be found in the English language. It is sometimes taken for a building, set apart for public worship: sometimes for a congregation, or body of people, united together in the service of God. It is only in the latter sense that it is taken in the ensuing discourse. - See more at: http://www.umcmission.org/Find-Resources/John-Wesley-Sermons/Sermon-74-Of-the-Church#sthash.gEBD4cRb.dpuf
How much do we almost continually hear about the Church! With many it is matter of daily conversation. And yet how few understand what they talk of! How few know what the term means! A more ambiguous word than this, the Church, is scarce to be found in the English language. It is sometimes taken for a building, set apart for public worship: sometimes for a congregation, or body of people, united together in the service of God. It is only in the latter sense that it is taken in the ensuing discourse. - See more at: http://www.umcmission.org/Find-Resources/John-Wesley-Sermons/Sermon-74-Of-the-Church#sthash.gEBD4cRb.dpuf

Thursday, July 10, 2014

5 Things

I thought a blog was due before we leave the great state of Kentucky.

We're currently packing our house. Let me just say a few things about this. First, this is the sixth, yes sixth, summer in a row that we have moved. Second, my idea of eternal damnation is packing, moving and unpacking on repeat. Third, once we began packing, my sad feelings about leaving Kentucky were extremely fleeting. Now, I'm begging to be back in Kansas! The disruption, the mess, the chaos. It's not for me. Get me outta here (my house, that is)!

 Now, I have to give a shout-out to our awesome parents who are coming to Kentucky to help us move. Kyle and I were about to rent a moving truck when my dad told me "No!" he is going to bring a trailer from the farm to move us because his truck gets at least 14/15 mpg pulling a trailer while moving trucks get like 2 mpg. Oh my gosh. Can I just say that I love my dad? This is what my whole life has been like. Farmer man to the rescue. I love it. On the flip side, both of our parents ask us if we're packing every time we talk. And they both have told us that we better have everything packed when they arrive. This is when I became convinced that everyone must agree that packing/moving is a source of eternal damnation. No one wants to do it. And you only help people move because you either love them or they're giving you free pizza. Or, often times, both. I guess I will just use this blog to publicly assure our parents that I don't expect them to help us with the packing -- just the loading, driving and unpacking ;). Seriously, though, we're really happy our parents get along so well and are coming to Kentucky, together, to help us move. We're so grateful for such awesome people. While many members of our family made it out to visit us while we were here, for our parents, this visit is a little too soon. The last time 3/4 of them were here is when they moved us out here! Sorry, for that. We're feeling the moving love, though.

As we plan to move cross country, can I say that for me the equivalent to having children is having plants? Moving plants. What a chore! You take them with you because you love them, even though they're so fussy. You can't leave them in a hot car, their sun/watering/temperature schedule gets wonky and they get to looking pretty beat up after a couple of days. Is this what having children is like? At least plants can't ask the never-ending question of "Are we there yet?" But, I love these plants and they're DEFINITELY coming with. So, I better just get over it now. I'm just kidding about kids by the way. I can't wait to have perfect, squishy babies.

Now, onto the main purpose of this blog. What an experience Kentucky has been! I am convinced that everyone needs to live out of their home-state and culture at least once in their lifetime. Kentucky is very different than Kansas, y'all. Now that we're moving back, I honestly feel like I am a Kentuckian moving to Kansas rather than a Kansan moving back to Kansas. Of course, I've always been a Kansan at heart, but here are five things that I am going to miss about Kentucky (besides the seminary, duh):

1. The appreciation for wine, bourbon and food that they have around here. Now, I'm not really into the whole bourbon scene, but I love the state pride that comes with producing your own wine and bourbon. Not to mention...bourbon balls. Little chocolate truffles that you might jump off a bridge for. Eating cheese/drinking wine, pairing beer with food...it's what people do on Friday nights around here. Whole Foods has an entire shenanigan dedicated to this type of thing on Fridays. I'm in love with it. I've gained such an appreciation for creating drinks, growing food and thinking about the ethics of it all.

2. Trader Joe's, Meijer, Aldi, the Farmer's Market. I turned into a real grocery snob here. I'm not sure I can recover when I move back to Winfield. I'll go down fighting, I just know it.

3. Horses, Derby things, fences, white rocking chairs on every porch, and amazing southern homes. The scenery! Don't make me go.

4. Our church. I'm weeping now.

5. All of the towns that we're near -- Cincinnati, Nashville, Louisville, Lexington, etc. 

Life in Kentucky is incredibly fun! So different and sweet. I'm SO glad so many of our friends and family were able to visit us while we were here.

To be fair, here are five things that I am looking forward to upon our return to Kansas (besides being close to family/friends):

1. El Maguey, College Hill Coffee, Neives and legit Mexican cuisine, in general.

2. The Leoti Fair. Magical.

3.  Visiting the farm more often. (Did I tell you that Kyle and I have been talking about exploring the possibility of having chickens when live in our own house in Kansas someday?)

4. Seeing Southwestern/Winfield in the Fall.

5. Watching the sun set.

Please pray for us as we make this transition. Also, please pray that the Lord will lead Kyle to the perfect job. Other than that, we will talk to y'all on the flip side.