The Office

I have officially moved out of my first ever proper office and into my second ever proper office (and yes I am going to starting blogging again as if I haven't neglected it for the past century...oh wait). Anyway, I did have an office at Highland Church in West Milton, OH when I was there for a year, but it didn't even have internet access and I was barely there so that doesn't really count in my mind.

My first proper office was at 30 Regent Place, Rugby, England. It was a dear old place (emphasis on 'old'). A room that was far too large for my needs and my ego, but very much appreciated nonetheless. My desk sat on the far end (it was kind of a long, skinny room) near one of two windows. A couple of bookcases were nearby, a semi-circle table was along the wall midway and three filing cabinets were at the other end near the door. Oh, and I can't forget...the other window. (Don't you feel like you're actually there with such literary picture painting?)

I spent many an hour there studying, designing, planning, sermon preparing, praying, emailing, phoning, chatting, counseling, etc. It was my office as our family went from two to four. It was my office for my first real job. And though this post is a tad silly, I did genuinely appreciate it.

In almost every way (apart from space) my new office is newer and nicer and very much a gift from God just at the right time (as is the whole of the building it is in). But I feel I must not let this moment pass without bidding farewell to the faithful friend that was my first-proper-office.

Thanks God...for making me thankful.