At the beginning of my ‘imposed’ sabbatical our children didn’t understand why E thought we were broken, but they were troopers in dealing with a few weeks away from our church family. When we resigned, their hearts were broken. Broken, because they wouldn’t be able to serve with their friends, broken because a family friend (E) was pushing us away. Broken.
Now that E is gone and trust is being rebuilt with the remaining elders, and I’m staying on as the worship leader, our kids can hardly contain their excitement!!!
We took a handful of days away from home this past week, hoping our mush minds would at least solidify to a Jello state. (They did) We left for home yesterday afternoon and for most of the 5 hour drive all we heard was, “can we go to church tonight?!”. We answered, “of course you can”.
It was nice to have that decision as ours.