It was a rainy day for our annual traditional Christmas party and my first letter from the BH in a few years. I have been “off road” since I moved from Waconia when everything changed from being a happy homeowner to a happy Exec. Director of a ministry center that hosts over 2000 guests a year. In the last six months we have been privileged to welcome leaders from Japan, Viet Nam, South America, Lebanon, India, Africa, and Iran. I call the BH the living room of the church/world and open my door everyday to strangers who have the same spirit – each one seeking a place to belong for a while.
We are now an established ministry with a creative staff, 40 asphalt parking spots and a very professional Board of Directors. I am finished with the building and rooting of this new concept of ministry and am ready to make a change back to being more of a grandmother and friend and leave the daily work to the volunteers. I will have time to write, teach and especially to be in Word and prayer instead of tending to the many household tasks. This change was initiated by the Board after my little stint in the hospital with blood clots in my lungs – which seem to have dissipated. Life is good!
My grandchildren are all in Jr. and Sr. high except for Adam and Cameron who aren’t far behind. Voice changes, shoe sizes, and drivers have all appeared this year and I am now the shortest in the family having lost ½ inch this year. It seems that Bergers are heavy into sports and if I want to see them – it is at their games – that goes for the adults also. I feel like I am standing still and the whole family is rushing into the next life. Actually I don’t want to rush anywhere and love being settled on my 4 acres so much I wonder if I will ever travel again.
The singular event of importance was our family reunion where my sister and brothers joined me in a panel discussion about growing up in a pastor’s family which was video taped. It was the first time we had heard each other’s story and the whole family sat for an hour-plus and all heard the same story. We did a time line from 1918-2015 with everyone adding events. We grew close in those hours realizing how fortunate we are to have such a history and belong to one another. I can die happy knowing the story is preserved….and that I am preserved in the grace and mercy of the Lord Jesus
May God continue to enlighten your path and establish your ways,