Friday, February 15, 2013

And so it is...

I did see this coming, but I'm surprised how sentimental I'm getting as I write this last post here. I mean, it's just a relocation, isn't it? But I've been here going on eight years now, and things grow on you. Even if they are severely limited things that don't have usable mobile apps or a way of simplifying web design for you.

I finally did what I've wavered over for at least five long years. (True story: every one of my years feels long. Either I really pack a lot of living into my days, or I'm not getting enough sleep.)

My blog has moved. I now have a domain and all. This is where you'll find me from now on.

 Thank you so much for reading, commenting, following and emailing.  I would be so honoured if you'd follow me over to my new site, update your bookmarks and readers, and leave me a comment just to say hi. Don't be a stranger.

There's still a lot of work to do on the new site but I'm on it. Think of it as the new home that still has loads of bare corners and a couple of rooms yet unpacked, and maybe a food processor sitting uncomfortably on the study floor surrounded by a box of old school certificates; but I've cleaned the moving dust off the comfy chairs, am putting the kettle on for tea, and am inviting you in now rather than later because real friendship is all about companionship, not perfection.

If you'd wanted perfection, you wouldn't have been reading my blog, now, would you?

Thank you again. See you over there.

Wednesday, February 06, 2013

In between

In conversation with a close friend on the other side of the country yesterday, I was reminded that transition is rarely -- if ever -- enjoyable. "In between" is somewhere most of us don't want to be, given the choice. By definition, it's not even a place we're willing to acknowledge; it's just where we happen to be until we get there. Wherever "there" is from our current perspective.

Another close friend recently pointed out in an email that "in-between-ness is part of the identity of God's people". How I wish it weren't so; how I wish, as I did when I was a child, that I could simply close my eyes, think of where I wanted to be, and be there.

I'm still too raw to process my current season of transition, but this post from my archives will do for now.
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