Big changes. Pack up and left St John’s on Thursday and drove down the country with a fairly full car of most of my important stuff. I don’t like goodbyes – the word always seems so final. When it came down to it, there were lots of goodbyes, but still a lot of people I regret I did not get a chance to farewell personally.
Was welcomed as curate at St Peter’s Pahiatua on Sunday. I look forward to visiting the Eketahuna community in the next few weeks too. It’s exciting and daunting. A huge privilege and an honor.
This week it’s straight into a week of holiday program at church and hanging out with the diocesan youth camp in town. I look forward to the rest of my gear arriving on the truck this week (hopefully). The place feels like home already, and will moreso once everything is in place.
The last night prayer at St John’s completed our reading of the book of Romans. The words “pray for me” (Romans 15:30) continue to resound in my ears.