3+ years ago, in the comfort of our little townhouse in Eugene, OR I asked Tuesday what she thought about moving to Minnesota. “Sure! Why not!?” she said... I had been offered a job as the YoungLife Area Director in the Twin Cities. It was a chance for us to go back to the place where I studied youth ministry and played hockey for 4 years at Bethel University. There was this poetic opportunity for me to come full circle and work in the same place where I began my ministry training 16 years ago. So, we packed the cars and headed north. It was an incredible experience for us both. I got to work students from Bethel, coach hockey, and even taught a course in youth cultures at Bethel. How ironic to teach the same class I had been kicked out of 14 years ago for disruptive behavior. I had indeed come full circle. Tuesday got to finish school and her part-time job at REI became her full-time career. Meanwhile, we were dreaming of moving back to the mountains, but we weren’t sure how that opportunity would present itself. Until one day, Tuesday was offered a promotion as a supervisor in Sandy, UT. Boom.
Now, after 3+ years in Minnesota, making a handful of amazing friends, going to the nations largest state fair, making fun of ice fishing and enduring the most disappointing professional sports seasons ever, it was time once again to hit the road.
“Utah? Isn’t that were Mormon’s live?” This was by far the most common thing we heard from everyone we told. More about this later.
We packed a 26’ UHAUL, attached the Jeep to the back and hit the road. After a rest-stop at my Mom’s in Colorado, we finally arrived in Sandy. We found an apartment with a view, got out hiking boots and filled our bike tires with air and began exploring. I wasn’t quite sure what it was that I would be doing once we arrived in Utah, but we decided to let God figure that one out.
John 14:1-2 “Don’t let your heart be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me. In my Fathers house there are many rooms... I am going there to prepare a place for you...”
“Utah? Isn’t that were Mormon’s live?” This was by far the most common thing we heard from everyone we told. More about this later.
We packed a 26’ UHAUL, attached the Jeep to the back and hit the road. After a rest-stop at my Mom’s in Colorado, we finally arrived in Sandy. We found an apartment with a view, got out hiking boots and filled our bike tires with air and began exploring. I wasn’t quite sure what it was that I would be doing once we arrived in Utah, but we decided to let God figure that one out.
John 14:1-2 “Don’t let your heart be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me. In my Fathers house there are many rooms... I am going there to prepare a place for you...”
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