Monthly Archives: September 2013

A big move for the Halls

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So, we did the ugly cry today in church.

More me than Jake, but he had his share of tears.  These were tears of joy and thanksgiving and some sadness, too.

We shared with our church family today that Jake has accepted a call to be the Pastor of Highland Hills Baptist Church in Macon, GA. It is a wonderful church and we are thrilled to journey with them in ministry. We are very happy about this new chapter for our family.

But today was heavy with emotion.  Jake announced his resignation as Pastor and I resigned as Minister of Congregational Life. It began in sunday school when I had a heart to heart with my youth and had the “this is where I talk and you listen” moment. And I told them what I wanted to say about how proud I am of them and how I have been blessed to minister with the coolest kids in the world. And how they are just amazing.  We all had a good cry and then Brooke snapped us all back to reality with her fabulous “no filter” sensibility: “Oh my God, WHO are they going to stick us with?” Um, if anyone wants something to be said that no one else wants to say out loud, just call Brooke.

Just as we took a deep breath and got ready to make it through worship, I realized that our dear David had a lovely anthem planned that I would have to fuss at him about later: “Here I Am, Lord.”  Nicely played, David. And you thought we wouldn’t cry today. . .

This song has always been special to Jake and me, and as soon as we heard the choir sing “I will hold your people in my heart” I grabbed the tissues.

We will always hold Heritage in our hearts. This has been our home for 7 years. We have loved each other well, whether side by side in hospitals or classrooms or youth trips or home groups. We have shared life with these beloved people and we have been amazed at what God has done in and through them.  This is no small church. This is an amazing fellowship of people who see a need, jump right in and serve, and then look around and say, “Oh, that was a pretty big challenge to tackle. Now, what’s next?”

What’s next for Heritage is going to be just as amazing.  As Jake said today, he can’t wait to see what minister will be lucky enough to serve this church. (Brooke, no worries, you won’t be “stuck” with anyone. You will be blessed by a person uniquely called and gifted to lead an amazing congregation)

We leave this church with so much love and thankfulness. This church has been a home for us. We are thankful for the journey over these many years and we are stepping forward with trust in the One who can do exceedingly more than all we ask or imagine.

 

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Knee Deep in the Water Somewhere . . .

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Oh, how I wish I was knee deep in the water somewhere . . . like we were last week.

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We had a fabulous family week at the beach with the Robinson fam at Myrtle Beach. Lots of stories, some of which are told here, in true Ashley fashion. All true, and hilarious.

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My parents got a condo at the beach and our only task was to figure out the means to get there. For us, that meant hauling half the house and the boy into the car, for Ash that meant throwing three items in a bag and stowing away in our van for the 20 million hour drive, and for Bryan, that meant flying in from NYC. Lordy.

But we’re glad we did. Good, good times.

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For the first day on the seashore, Logan was . . . unconvinced. He was not altogether sure this whole sand and salt water and blazing sun thing was a good idea. Not at all. Add to that a good bit of sunscreen in his eye, and he was LESS than pleasant. Which pleased his Dad just fine, because Jake is just fine to sit on the ocean-front deck and listen to the ocean rather than deal with sand.

But by the next morning we were all happy. I eased him in, and let the waves splash our toes and he loved the beach as much as his Mama! And I do LOVE the beach.

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We set up a mini village of chairs, umbrella, and STUFF for the day and had a blast.

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One of his favorite activities was running to “find” a shell. I’d say “take it to Mimi” and he would run to carry it back to Mimi’s chair.

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Run is the key word here . . . We got a work out chasing this little man across the Carolina shores. He loved chasing the sea gulls, and would take off, arms spread, yelling “Aughhhhh!!” at the “bird! bird!”  He also loved sitting at the water’s edge playing in the sand.

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We did a little shopping, of course, at Broadway, and experienced fabulous people watching. Of course, we probably WERE the people that others were watching, too.

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Yep. We’re that cool.

And, of course, we had to celebrate Jake’s birthday. For his party at the beach, we had a delicious homemade meal and a cake made by the talented baker, Bryan Robinson.

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That would be three layers of chocolate-peanut butter goodness, thank you very much. Amazing! Happy birthday Jake!

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Good times with the family – we don’t get to see each other enough!

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Ahh, the beach.

Until next year . . .

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(Tiny Logan foot inside big Jake foot)

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