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Becoming a Member

It’s odd, really, to step 600 miles outside of the box that has been your life and realize it can move on just fine without you. The Grimes Family of five was so accustomed to being in the middle of everything that it was difficult to keep up with the pace back in Nashville. Difficult, yet lovely at the same time. Each weekend was filled with fourteen simultaneous activities – all of equal importance and therefore, all attainable if we split up and went separate directions. Weekends were bursting with so much fun that it would have been nice to have a secret, undetected day between Sunday and Monday just to get our bearings again before the week began. The craziness of Saturday finally yielded to the togetherness of Sunday, where our extended family filled an entire pew at church and then raced all the other pew-filling families to the nearest restaurant.

So much has changed in the past year.

We signed a new lease on our apartment today. A year ago it seemed surreal, a twenty page document that confirmed that we weren’t in Kansas anymore. It was not so much a beginning of a new life because our apartment was filled with an inflatable mattress and a couple of folding chairs. I had to return to Nashville the following week, to an empty house that still held our furniture, as if holding it’s breath until we all came home.

But we never did.

The house is now rented, furniture dispersed and what would fit in our little apartment was transported one van load at a time to Michigan. The Grimes Family of three finds itself at home on a Saturday night, another Michigan chilly night, catching the herky jerky Vandy game online and not really caring if the neighboring apartments hear us cheering.  My minivan that used to travel 150 miles over a weekend now sits for several days at a time with no place to go.

Yes, much has changed in the past year, but it has not been all bad. Our lifestyle is much more simple. We live within our means. My family is not neglected, and can rest in the fact that they are my focus. Malloree has adapted well in school, and her grades are higher than ever. She makes new friends daily who seem to be charmed by her ability to just be Malloree. When Tommy gets home from work each evening, we eat at home, together, which is something that rarely happened before. And I finally surrendered to my dreams of writing, something that I doubted could ever become a reality. But here I am, working on my first book and knocking on new doors every day.

And tomorrow, we get introduced at Lifechurch as new members. Lifechurch is a great place to be, filled with God-loving people who have found a way to focus on Jesus and helping the unchurched feel welcome. We sure needed a piece of that.

The members at Lifechurch may not want to hear it, but I wish I could tell them that half of us is missing – that we are really a family of five and Crystal and Andrew are always with us, even if they can’t see them. I wish I could tell them that we aren’t sure why we were sent to Michigan, but we are trying. I wish I could tell them that placing membership is still difficult, like cheating on the only church we have ever known.

I think what I will say, instead is this: Church has always been a huge part of our lives, and we honestly look forward to being here each week. And that is something I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to say again. I will also say that they are teaching us many things that we didn’t realize we still needed to learn, and that is a true mark of a great church. Isn’t that what Jesus did on a daily basis?

It turns out that becoming a new member isn’t as easy as I thought it would be, and that home doesn’t really mean much until you see  see it from a distance. Still, I’m thankful for a place to worship, because it is now much more about Jesus and less about friends and family. One thing is certain- worship is more meaningful now than ever before.

Maybe that was the point all along.

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Chasing your dreams

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Wow!  What a crazy week this has been.  Forgive me for starting at the end of this story, but the most important thing to note when you are reading it is this:  When one person chases their dreams, it not only changes their life, but also the lives of those around them. 

OK, picking up where we left off, Crystal and Hayley were auditioning as character and parade performers on Saturday, the 19th.  Both Hayley’s mother and myself were getting scrystalheadshot3.jpgporadic text messages from the girls, and we would compare notes to try and piece together what was actually happening in there.  We dropped them off at 1:00, auditions began at two, and we didn’t get to see them again until 4:30.

 At this point of our weird little week, the sun finally peered through the clouds.  Maybe it was an omen, or maybe it was just a reminder to take a deep breath and relax and let the wind blow through our hair. 

Malloree and I chose this moment to play miniature golf, which we kind of turned into a game of hockey-soccer-golf.  This game is more violent than your typical game of putt-putt.  The goal seems to be this:  Everyone tees off at once, and then you use whatever necessary to keep the other person’s ball from actually making it to the hole. (I would recommend shin guards for those brave enough to try this.)

Unfortunately, that meant that our golf game was over pretty quickly, so we headed to the pool while the getting was good.  As we left, it was very satisfying to know that had more fun than anyone else on that little fake mountain surrounded by cheesy waterfalls and knomes, as we walked away with an odd little memory for our “Grimes Family Vacation” file.   

And, back to the auditions.  At one point, Crystal sent me a message that read “we are waiting for the second phase of auditions.”  Hayley sent her mom a message that read “we made the second cut!!!” so we hoped they were referring to the same thing and were very excited for them.   Hayley sent her mother a message saying “this was the most fun they had ever had.”

But then we didn’t hear anything from them for a very long time.  Thankfully, they were handling their nervousness better than I was.  Malloree was in the pool for her 30 minutes of fun, and she finally told me that we needed to go inside because I was walking in circles and kept checking my phone waiting to hear something. 

Soon, the girls texted us and said to come pick them up, but that they wanted us to be together.  We took that as a good sign and made our way there with video cameras in hand.

They walked out together and tried to play it cool, but once they saw the cameras, they started jumping up and down, simultaneousely screaming and squealing in unidentifiable words. Once we all calmed down, we learned that they had both been offered full time jobs to work at Disney for a year as performers.  The catch was that they needed to be available to move to Orlando within 4 weeks to begin training and rehearsals.  They could come down later in the year if they chose to do so, but then they would be placed on a waiting list to see what roles were available at that time.

It didn’t take long for all of us to realize that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and the girls would always regret it if they didn’t jump at this unbelievable chance to fulfill their dreams.  

Soon, we were back in the audition facility and the girls were filling out paperwork to become official employees.  

By the time we left, there were tornado watches and a serious storm in progress, but we  barely noticed. 

We drove overnight to get home right after that, (could someone please delete the state of Georgia from the map?) and I couldn’t help thinking that this was the best of all the possible happy endings I could have imagined. 

Hour after hour, in the interstate highway darkness, I mulled over a few dreams of my own that may need to be dusted off.  What’s the worse that could happen?

And it all started with Crystal’s desire to chase her dreams.  What better place to find them than the “Land of a Million Dreams. . .”

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