Sometimes finding a church is the worst. We all long to be a part of a community, but how do you know that the community you choose is going to be the right one for you? The truth is, you don't. And you have to make an effort to be a part of a community. And as beautiful as that can be, sometimes it's the pits. Especially when you do it alone.
After getting married, we moved to our small town on the central coast. We lived here in the past, but now we're married, and our worlds are combined, and everything seemed so fresh and new to us.
We knew we wanted to get plugged into a church right away, so after some discussion, we chose a church to start attending. We decided that if it didn't work out, we could try a different one down the road, but we wanted to at least make the effort to see if this was the church God wanted us to attend.
It wasn't long before we joined a small group and we immediately began feeling at home. It was wonderful to meet other young married couples to share life with and to know that we were not alone. It was wonderful to be excited for church again and to be convicted by the pastor weekly. We felt growth in our personal relationships with the Lord as well as in our marriage. It was just what we needed.
God truly blessed our need for a church family in our first year of marriage. We have made friends that we know we will be friends with for a long time to come and the best part is that I got to find all of this with my husband - that husband and I got to do all of this together.
Because when you get to do things with your spouse? It makes those new and sometimes scary things exciting. It makes you brave.
We are so grateful for our church family and our first year of marriage would not have been as wonderful as it was without them.
This is day 8 of the series "31 Days on becoming a new wife." I hope you'll journey with me as I reflect on my first year as a Mrs! Click on the button to see a list of the rest of the posts.
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