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Since getting married, Ben and I have been exploring options for our new Church. Not that we wanted to leave our former Church, but the almost hour drive now makes it quite a challenge. If you’ve ever been on a “Church Search” before, you know the confusion, pain, and frustration such a challenge can bring. 

After visiting over half a dozen churches, Ben and I are still sorting out our top choices. And while this process is exciting, it’s also incredibly overwhelming and saddening. I’ve never known what it feels like to belong to a church, yet not. To have one you call home, but need to find a new home. Now I do. 

Making Changes

Over the last three months, I’ve noticed a change in my faith and approach to talking to Jesus. I’ve realized that I often care more about “religion,” than “relationship,” and that’s something I’m actively working to change. 

I’ve also learned that while Bible reading and listening to sermons are important aspects of our faith, they aren’t everything. And when you’re someone who struggles with an addiction to productivity or checking off task lists, sometimes the best thing you can do is get out of this box and make room for Him to speak in new and fresh ways. Getting off-track on my Bible plan, taking a day off from reading to worship, or going to a new Church service, for example, are all activities outside of my comfort zone that push me further and deeper into my relationship with Christ. 

One thing I didn’t realize that would happen with this “Church Search,” however, is the loneliness I would feel from missing my community. Experiencing physical and mental pain simultaneously tends to make this process of “plugging in with others,” even more challenging. And then, God sent a person.