“When pieces are lost, we struggle to find them again. When you move a lot it is easy to place your security in things, to begin to idolize place.  Where was God in all this? We had to learn that God was permanent despite our impermanence. We had to find God in the pieces, stepping out in faith that there would be a new community that could come along side us, that could help us put together the pieces. As a mom I had to learn that even all the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put the pieces together. It had to be God. It has to be God.”