3 Years In

       Hello friends, Brooke here. We have been updating you all on our ministry and life here in Oklahoma for exactly three years now and we are so thankful for those that are still following along. 

       Here is an excerpt from our very first blog post from May 2016:
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“Brooke and I (and Henry too, of course!) believe, if nothing else, that God is leading and directing this move. He has proven himself faithful at every step of this process, as he has our entire lives. Throughout this journey and next season of life, we look forward to sharing with all of you about our great God and his provision and faithfulness to us.” 

       You all have read the ups and downs of our lives here in OK for the past three years and we are so thankful. And we hope that we have communicated to you that God HAS been faithful to us, that He is in everything and a part of everything, even if we do not always acknowledge Him as we should. He led us to Norman and he has provided oh so much for us. He is in everything, and in Him all things hold together. 
 
       What God has provided for us since May 2016:

• The financial means to be here through the support of so many friends and family.
• People dedicated to praying for us.
• Eden Grace.
• A home that we could buy in a neighborhood we love.
• A job that allows me to work the same two 12-hour shifts each week, without weekends—which is very abnormal in the hospital nursing world.
• Josiah David, whom we lost, but gained so much else through his life (I could go on and on about this one).
• Henry and Eden (who have their moments) are growing into the sweetest friends.
• I have also loved watching Jay be able to serve Providence Road and use the gifts God has given Him. 

       In April, we celebrated Easter and everything that that means to us as believers. In May we had a baptism service, which is my favorite Sunday of the year. We celebrated how God has changed people’s hearts and had a huge party with our entire church after the service. I especially loved watching one of my closest friends share an incredibly vulnerable story of how God drew her to Himself in front of everyone before she was baptized. 
       Our church does not feel like a place we meet for 90 minutes a week and then go on with our lives, but a family. We mourn and celebrate with each other. We are not perfect and we have problems and disagreements at times because we are people, but we are committed to continue meeting with one another and growing in unity as He has called us to.