Moving is good, any kind of moving. Looking back at the last few years I would say I was waiting. Waiting for something but not sure what it was. God was with us as a church and just to offer a time of intimate worship was very satisfying most of the time. We were growing in our love for each other. But...
The other day I had a thought. It has been like going swimming at a family owned swimming pool outside Attalla called Lake Rhea. Cold mountain water came down all year long into this creek. The family had built a large pool with a fishing lake on down stream. The water from the creek flowed into the pool, then the pond and on down stream.You could have a picnic, a family reunion (we did many times), use the main building to get something to eat or dance to the jukebox. You could come early and leave late.
The thing that connected the other day was that the water coming into the pool was set to match the outflow. In a closed system, like a pool in your back yard, the water just recirculates. But in a pool that is spring feed you had to let the overflow out or else it overflowed!
I can see now that God put the plug back into our church 'pool' a couple of years ago. It has been like filling up a backyard pool with a garden hose. It takes days to fill up a 30,000 gallon pool. The water has been rising for many months now and it's causing the landscape to change because the pool is full again. Like having a heavy spring rain, there is so much water that it has over flowed the walls and looks like a creek flowing. It looks like Lake Rhea. I like it. "Stuff is a-moving again."