I'm a military wife. Well, I was a military wife, a regular civilian's wife, a student's wife, then a military wife and now I'm going to settle into being a reservist's wife/regular "civilian" employee's wife. And all to one wonderful man, but that's not my point here.
My point is in these past almost 20 years of marriage we have moved about every 4 years. This was the year of the move for our family and we are just settling after relocating our family halfway across the country.
Literally. We went from the east coast to the southern middle of America.
With all this moving we have always been blessed with a place of worship that is associated with the fellowship of churches we belong to. I'm never more grateful for this fellowship than when we've just moved.
This fellowship of churches follows a pattern that allows every congregation to be individual yet keeping within Biblical teachings. With our churches following the same pattern of service and standards it makes it easier to move and settle into the new congregation.
I liken it to moving to a different state. There are many things different in each locale, but the familiarity of being in America is still there. When I drive down the road and see a Target or Wal-Mart I am comforted by the familiar.
So, while I lift my hands in worship with people I've just recently met, and listen to the preaching that is a style very different to anything I've heard thus far in our fellowship, I'm comforted that God is in this place.
It's a new pew with the same familiar spirit. Glory!
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