It has been a whirlwind of a transition up to Oregon. Where to start? Good question thou faithful reader. It has been a couple months since Katie, the dog and I have dropped anchor in Tigard, OR. Less than two months ago we set sail from Southern California with love and encouragement from friends and family. Our experiences so far have been a memorable ride of new sights, sounds and sensations. There have been times where we believed we would awake to realize that we were only dreaming about life in Oregon, but the consistent rain and cloud cover reminded us that this was definitely not Southern California. People actually pump your gas for you up here. There is a place called Voodoo donuts. Portland is a foodie's mecca. Cars don't try to run you off the road if you're riding a bike. There are signs that encourage Oregonians to keep Portland weird. Portlandia anyone?
Our move to Oregon in good faith that God would provide has been an eye and heart opening journey to say the least. I, Michael, am still in the midst of it right now, and it has been awkward and hard place to be in. I have never been so challenged in my life to trust in the goodness of God. I also thought I was a patient man, but this past month has humbled those thoughts. I knew that our first few months adjusting would be challenging, but there have been times where it has been almost unbearable. Almost. Thank God for hope!
In closing, we hope to share more of our processes, experiences, and photos with you. We are now on the other side of the fence no longer waiting for a move or transition to happen and find ourselves facing the new. Oh, and the grass does seem a little greener up here. Just saying.
