This coming Tuesday will officially mark the one month anniversary of our move to Atlanta. While it's amazing that we have only been here one month, it feels like we've been here much longer. That can sound either very positive or quite gloomy. It's a mix of both. We have been so blessed by Dianne who has opened up her home to Joseph, Mercy and I. She lost her husband a year ago February to lung cancer and has enjoyed the company of having our little family around. We have enjoyed her wonderful sense of humor, dry whit and hospitality. She really loves Mercy and, in turn, Mercy doles out miles of smiles to her every time she sees Dianne.
This week has been chock-full of appointments, interviews, business proposals and meetings. Monday morning we went to Atlanta Bread Company for a career group which was a blessing to Joseph as he looks to make contacts here. After, we were able to have some very special Rwandan coffee at Land of 1000 Hills (LOTH) in Roswell. We have been talking to LOTH about co-managing their new Cumming store and we are prayerfully considering it. The ministry pours so much money into Rwanda and the reconciliation efforts there. To work for them would be a privilege. As well, we are looking at substitute teaching jobs, full and part-time teaching jobs and lots of other opportunities. Our dear friend, David Bell, has started a management/event company, Orchestrate, and we met with him this week to see how we could plug-in there. I will hopefully be doing some writing projects with them to help them communicate their vision and services to the community.
The weather here has been so beautiful these last couple of days. Cumming is an absolutely beautiful county with lots of pine trees, farms, rolling hills, quaint (and large) homes and wonderful people. It is starting to grow on me as we look around at where we would like to end up. Georgia State University is downtown Atlanta as is Passion City Church (for now), so that is probably where we will end up looking. It will be hard to leave Cumming. Even now, as I look out the window into Dianne's expansive back yard, I see the silhouettes of trees, dense and sparse, as well as a sky that looks like an oil painting of descending colors of purple. It is a wonder and I praise God to be able to see it. It inspires me!
Mercy is starting to pop out a second tooth right next to her first and is working on saying "Dada". She is also getting very vocal about what she wants and what she doesn't. Joseph is a very hands-on father and I am so thankful to have him as a co-parent.
Passion City Church begins regular Sunday services this week and we are excited to show up and see what happens. I am praying that God will open up a position there for Joseph. That is why we came but we have given this whole thing up to God, so if there is something else here for us, so be it.
All in all, I am so glad that we are here and am starting to feel the clouds break over some blues that I initially had. I am so ready to see what God is going to do and I believe that this is going to be a great place to call home.
Friday, January 22, 2010
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"What Great Grief Has Made the Empress Mute" June Jordon - Poetess
Because it was raining outside the palace
Because there was no rain in her vicinity
Because people kept asking her questions
Because nobody ever asked her anything
Because marriage robbed her of her mother
Because she lost her daughters to the same tradition
Because her son laughed when she opened her mouth
Because he never delighted in anything she said
Because romance carried the rose inside of a fist
Because she hungered for the fragrance of the rose
Because the jewels of her life did not belong to her
Because the glow of gold and silk disguised her soul
Because nothing she could say could change the melted music of her space
Because the privilege of her misery was something she could not disgrace
Because no one could imagine reasons for her grief
Because her grief required no imagination
Because it was raining outside the palace
Because there was no rain in her vicinity
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