At home in Wilbur

Hello Friends -

Lars and I are finally getting settled here in Wilbur. With the help of the church we have bought a small house. Most of our furniture arrived last week. We were heartbroken at what was lost and what was broken. I did not choose a moving company well and the whole thing was a disaster. But we are thankful for everything that did make it. Lars and I have been busy painting and unpacking boxes and the house is finally looking like our own. It feels like it has been years since we had our own place.

Things at the church are going well. The ordination service on the 24th was wonderful and very moving. I looked at Bitty when I was giving the benediction and she was crying which made me cry and I totally messed it up. Oh well. The church provided a lovely dinner afterwards. They had decorated the tables and men in red vests served. It was great. With people there from my lives in Kennewick, Moscow, and San Anselmo it was quite the event for me.

My first Sunday was a communion service. Everything went well (no spilling of juice) until I said "will the servers please come forward" and no one stood up! There was a bit of miscommunication. But you know me, I shrugged it off and made some joke and before long I had some servers at the front.

This is my third weekend of worship and tomorrow is my first funeral. I am really jumping right in. Tragic death of a young mother in town and they were not church goers. At this point I feel good about my prep but we will see how things go tomorrow.

I am loving small town life, the cool air, and the fall colors. Lars is still looking for a place but I am confident God has something for him here.

Miss you all . . . love and blessings . . . Pastor Heather : )