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We spent last weekend on our church weekend away at Sneaton Castle, Whitby.  This provided an opportunity to catch up with people which we didn’t have chance to see before leaving and a great opportunity to serve our sending church. Plus I was able to get out and see some of the wonderful North Yorskshire coast.

On the Saturday morning we received some fantastic looks walking down the street.  Fran was pushing a double buggy transporting the Smith twins and I was carrying Fiona in the backpack carrier whilst pushing Naomi in her buggy.  Two adults and four babies and only on a closer inspection could people see they weren’t all ours.  A great distraction for passing motorists.  We were doing the crèche and loving it.

The biggest thing of the weekend for me (Mike) was the journey back to Newcastle.  We managed to do it without stopping as Fiona was asleep until two hours into the journey then was awoken prematurely due to me shouting at another driver who nearly ran us off the road, she was then in a zombie state for over an hour.  As we came through Birmingham she then began to stir. 

My reaction was to say ‘It’s ok Fiona, we’re nearly home’ Then it hit me what I’d said.  This is now home for me, it may have taken two weeks, a few tears and some male bonding but I see this as home.  After seeing Fiona running around in the sun drenched garden playing with all of the action team member and other kids I see that she is very happy to be here.  Fran is also beginning to slide into the pace of life and with a few more sunny days her heart maybe fully here.

I’m enjoying the course, the people and having more time with my family.  This and the fact that we are nearly there with support for this year are major confirming facts that we are exactly where God wants us to be, He’s been and is so good.