Yes, that’s what I am: ridiculously overdue for an update … even if this isn’t the kind of blog where I post about my normal life. Although I’m starting to think that maybe it should be that kind of blog.

I won’t even try to make up for all the stuff I’ve missed since … umm … that post about the election. (Wow, that’s pathetic.) Suffice it to say I went home to Missouri at Christmas and stayed for a full week longer than expected because my boss at Curves closed the club with no warning and so I lost my job and my mom and I played about 40 games of Scrabble and then we packed up the house and moved except we couldn’t fit everything in the truck and so there’s still a bunch of stuff in my garage that Jill and Luke will have to get when they go home again next month. There. That should cover it.

Or maybe not.

So, Jill and Luke and Nikki and Taylor have all decided to move to Columbus and be part of what we’re doing at Continuum Church. They all made the decision months and months ago, but I never said much about it because I was so afraid that something would go wrong and it wouldn’t happen. And I just couldn’t take that much of a disappointment. But apparently risk-taking is contagious because here we all are.

Our first morning here J and L awoke to mutual panic regarding our collective underemployment; and as it should be, N and I were relatively zen about the whole thing. Clearly that kind of a role-reversal was divine. Not divine that they panicked; divine that we didn’t! So we did what I’m sure we’ll do many times in our life together: stop talking, take a deep breath, pray for guidance and strength, and get on with it. Oh me of little faith – I’m always a bit too surprised when that works as well as it does!

And although we continue to look for the jobs we believe are out there for us, our home life is beautiful. We are renting the perfect house from some very generous friends at church. We’re not sure how long we’ll stay in this house, because we’d still like to be more centrally located in the city. But in the meantime, this house is fantastic. After a year of major upheaval for all of us, we were more than ready to be settled, so we unpacked and arranged immediately. We didn’t unpack everything, just the essentials, but it’s all put away. And it looks beautiful. And it fits perfectly. And I love it. We feel safe here: physically and emotionally and spiritually. We feel at home here.

So for all of you who have been asking and wondering, we are doing fine. We miss our families and Springfield friends very much. We are actively searching for jobs. We (well, some of us) are learning to navigate a new city. Sometimes we think we are crazy for taking this step. But we believe that we have found our path and that with each other and Jesus and enough time, we can conquer anything.

Some of you we thank for letting us go. Some of you we thank for welcoming us in. All of you we thank for believing in us, and in God’s breath-taking dream to put the world back together.