Greetings, Friends and Family, and Merry Christmas to you all.
Christmas is almost here, and once again, between the work and the shopping, the studying and the little Christmas things that come with having a child in Christian school, I can see that the Christmas cards are probably not going to go out this year. My New Year's resolution is to improve my communication habits, but until 2017 starts rolling, I'll just focus on getting a letter out.
God had been very good to us this year. We've stayed largely healthy, learned some new skills, and made some tough decisions. Family has gotten dearer, and purpose has gotten clearer, but mostly, life just keeps rolling along. A lot of teaching, a lot of learning, and a lot of watching Boogaloo grow.
About this time, last year, we were halfway through a school year, Seth in Seminary, Boogaloo at Emmaus Christian School, and I as a substitute teacher on my first long term assignment, doing six weeks as a freshman math teacher. Life was peaceful, a little stressful, and we were all happy when Christmas break rolled around, and we could all take a deep breath. Of course, being a substitute teacher, vacation means no income, and being the conscientious type, that worried me a bit. One of the major themes this year had been to learn to trust that yes, God will actually provide.
Spring was devoted to much the same. Seth got certified as an emergency substitute teacher, I got work as a fill in for a maternity leave in a freshman Language Arts classroom (hot dog!), and Boogaloo's school announced that it would be moving and or closing at the end of the school year. We loved Emmaus, and we were sorry to see it close, but we found another wonderful Christian school not much farther away. That made four schools for Boogaloo (counting preschool) in four years, and all of this was after we left the Navy, but she seemed to take it in stride, especially since several of her friends transferred to her new school too.
This summer, we threw our hearts and souls into our little house. We experimented with wood chip gardening with some success and were overwhelmed by pears, plus a few pumpkins and a piddling berry season. I got so tired of canning pears that we just pureed and froze the last two weeks' worth, so if you come to visit, I will either fix you pear cobbler or pumpkin pie. The berries are already eaten. Seth's study schedule meant that our vacations were mostly small trips to or with family, such as painting Mom and Dad's house or hitting up a couple of baseball games with Seth's Dad and sisters, but we did find time for replacing the gutter on our carport and six windows on the back side of our house all by ourselves. You know you live in Oregon when you have to stop working on a gutter because the rain is coming down too hard. We managed to sneak in one camping trip at Champoeg State Park, so that is one item off the Oregon bucket list.
However, the biggest event of the summer was deciding that Seth's ministry would be most benefited by switching from George Fox to Calvin Theological Seminary and deciding that the best way to make that happen would be to pick the whole family up and move to Michigan at the end of the current school year. That makes five schools in five years for Boo, but wouldn't you know it, her most pressing concern is whether or not Michigan will have snow next Christmas. (Oregon made a stalwart attempt at a white Christmas this year, but alas, it was not to be.) Our pastor and his wife encouraged us to move to a setting where both Seth and I could receive support and development in becoming a ministry team, which is what we hope to do, and developing ministry connections. And so, at the end of the summer, we began planning out a year of transition.
Boogaloo started third grade in a third-fourth-fifth mixed age classroom at Forest Hills Lutheran Christian School this year. She loves her teacher, and we have seen her blossom through interacting with kids who are older than she is, but she's a little stubborn about answering all the questions on a paper. If you've proved you know how to do it, why should you have to prove it again, right? At home, she is reading the "How to Train Your Dragon" series relentlessly, building detailed Lego structures, begging to go play with friends, and watching "Simon's Cat." She steadfastly refuses to learn to ride a bike and resists getting new clothes or cleaning her room.
I have been substitute teaching nearly full time, and I continue to marvel at people who can work full time and still squeeze the rest of life in. If there is one thing God is teaching me, it's that cleanliness is not necessarily next to godliness, and if I choose to take a bath instead of fold laundry, the result is minor inconvenience in the morning, not peril of the soul. And yet our lives are pretty full. I play flute in church once a month (twice a month in the Christmas season), and both Seth and I coach Boogaloo in her homework and volunteer at her school. I hope to pick up my writing skills a bit this coming year.
Seth is a full time student and part time substitute teacher, and between being extremely popular among high school math teachers and coaching 5th and 6th grade boys basketball at Boogaloo's school, he rarely gets a whole week to himself to learn his Greek and history. He is planning a list of house projects to begin when the rain stops and enjoying the opportunity to pick the brains of experienced pastors, the saints, and sometimes God himself. We have rediscovered the joy of board games and regularly meet with friends to engage in a few hours of play.
The Lord has really shared a lot of new ideas with us concerning Seth's ministry. There is a new wrinkle developing in the treatment of returning veterans that goes along with PTSD: the concept of moral injury, which is the scar on the soul that comes from doing something ignoble, however noble the cause. Seth's dream is to build a community for returning combat veterans to give them a structured place to deal with the moral and spiritual as well as psychological scars from their experiences. That's a long way from here, and it's a lot to contemplate, but two things we have seen over the past year.
1. God provides.
2. God doesn't feel obligated to honor your plans, or your feelings for that matter.
In the meantime, we prepare. Seth and I send our greetings. Find a way to use this holiday as a time of rest as well as joy. Boogaloo says, "Merry Christmas."
With love,
the Atsma Family.
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