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My church, Colorado Community Church (CCC), is in transition right now. Our new building is almost complete, and we're set to have our first service there December 8th. All is going well...
Except for me.
I know that God sent me to CCC, but even after two years, I'm still not adjusting well. We are not a megachurch by any stretch, but our congregation is much larger than I'm used to. The churches I attended back home had a couple hundred people at most, I was very involved in serving, and I knew the majority of my fellow congregants, their children, and the Pastors and staff. Here, I feel so lost and unneeded. We have our Sermon Connect small group, plus several of us have established our "neighborhood" in the sanctuary. We sit in the same section so that if anyone isn't there, we can make sure they are OK (in theory anyway). Yet, I still feel alone and disconnected.
I know I'm in the right place right now, but my church life feels too full of unknowns right now. Today, I was standing in the church foyer looking at the sea of strangers around me, and for the first time since the tornadoes hit Jacksonville, a wave of homesickness hit me so hard that I cried. Sure, I miss my friends back home, Southern food, and winters without snow. But what I miss the most right now are my Faith Temple and First Baptist families.
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