Then I saw another angel flying directly overhead, with an eternal gospel to proclaim to those who dwell on earth, to every nation and tribe and language and people. And he said with a loud voice, “Fear God and give him glory, because the hour of his judgment has come, and worship him who made heaven and earth, the sea and the springs of water.”
~ Revelation 14:6–7
I’m dreadfully embarrassed that I haven’t posted to our blog in nearly a year. My apologies especially to anyone not on our mailing list who’s been completely out of the loop during these past several months. I’m going to resist the urge to recap everything that’s happened thus far in 2024, and keep it relatively brief here, with the intention of being more consistent in my posts going forward.
First, a quick summary: Our fifth son, Jensen, was born in February, followed closely by the death of my grandfather. In April, we made our first-ever trip to St. Louis. I attended a conference in nearby Collinsville, but we were all able to enjoy a few of the city’s attractions. My supervising pastor and his wife graciously let us spend a week at their lake property in Minnesota in June, and Logan and Camden each attended summer camp for the first time. I completed my vicarage responsibilities at Our Redeemer and Peace on July 21. We can’t say enough good things about our time there. After a week of visiting family, we picked up our truck from Cedar Falls and arrived back in Fort Wayne on July 30.
Since then, we’ve reconnected with some friends and resumed the activities we did our first two years here—namely, Classical Conversations for Pamela and the boys, Trail Life for Logan and Camden, and Seminary Women’s Association for Pamela—as well as trying a few new things—flag football for Logan and Camden, percussion lessons for Logan, and more music ensembles on campus for me. We’ve had visits from one of Pamela’s sisters and my parents, and we’ve indulged in an assortment of field trips, playdates, and events at the seminary and church.
Of course the big difference this year is the reality that our time here is now quite short. We’re already wrapping up week eight of the 10-week fall quarter. Pamela and I have filled out placement paperwork and have had multiple meetings related to the end of vicarage and the call that, God willing, I’ll receive in April. It’s an interesting time in the process, to say the least. Along the way, I’m taking every opportunity I can to keep one foot in the parish. I’m teaching Sunday school at Zion (our former fieldwork church), preached there for Reformation, and wrote an article for Mount Calvary’s November newsletter. (You may read that here if you’d like.)
Thank you for your prayers and encouragement. The notes we receive from you all—God’s people—are reminders of why I’m here doing what I’m doing. It’s a privilege to be able to proclaim the Lord’s eternal gospel in this way.
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