Katie’s coming home!

Katie’s coming home!

Katie leaving to go back to England after furlough
Katie leaving to go back to England after furlough

On January 27, 2013, I watched my best friend walk up the ramp to security at the Mid-Continent Airport in Wichita, Kansas, to travel to northern England where she’d serve as a media missionary for the next two years. This coming Wednesday, December 9, 2015, I’ll watch her come home.

Katie will still be working for the missions group through June, assuming she can raise the additional support she needs to get her to that point, but because of some visa issues, she and many others had to relocate. It just made sense for her to come home. And, likewise, it made sense for her to move in with me and my parents at Safe Haven Farm.

She’ll be adjusting to being back through most of December, but then in January she’ll be living in my old closet. That sounds awful. But they’re big closets! I promise!

That’s assuming (also) that the country lets her escape. Carlisle has been having record-breaking floods. Personally, I just think the country is so sad to see her leaving that its weather decided to burst into tears.

It’s so strange to think about having her home again. I’ve gotten so used to her being six hours ahead of me, it’ll be strange to talk face-to-face again, without worrying about time zones. Since we run Crosshair Press together, it’ll be so nice to be able to talk about business stuff whenever we feel like it, instead of having to schedule it weeks in advance.

Me and Katie in Red River, NM, in 2006
Me and Katie in Red River, NM, in 2006

If you’ve never had a close friend move away, I’m not sure you can understand what it feels like. I had heard stories about it as a younger person. Friends moving away, family moving away, it all sounded devastating, but I’d never experienced it. Until a handful of years ago, I didn’t have a best friend. Not really. I didn’t trust anyone enough.

Well, the Lord has a sense of humor. That’s all I’ve got to say. Because there have never been two people who are more alike and more different at the same time than Katie and me. But we fit each other. If I’m a crooked pot, she’s my crooked lid. It’s one of those relationships where you don’t even have to talk; you can just look at each other and say everything that needs to be said.

Katie in 1993
Katie in 1993

We found each other 20+ years ago, of course. Katie was so young she doesn’t remember meeting me, which makes me feel ancient. But even though we knew each other, we weren’t connected closely until our later years. And God taught me how to trust someone else with all the stuff I didn’t want anybody to know. And just when we began to realize that we did share a brain, God demonstrated His hilarious sense of humor again and called her to move across an ocean.

Thanks, Lord. Thanks very much. Show me how much I need someone and then take them away.

But God knows best. He always does. Even if it doesn’t seem like it, He does. And I’ve learned more in the past two years about who He is and who I am than I ever thought possible. He’s proven Himself to me in ways I never expected, and He’s given me so many opportunities to reach out to people–opportunities I never would have had if the other half of my brain hadn’t been an ocean away.

Plus, I got an excuse to go to England. Twice. And you just can’t beat that.

The next year is shaping up to be really exciting. So many opportunities. So many awesome things God is doing. I would have been happy for Katie to be able to stay in England to finish her term, but I’m thrilled that she’ll be here instead. And who knows? God could have anything planned for the future. He’s constantly doing that. Just when you think you have Him figured out, He surprises you again. But what’s nice is that once you know you can trust Him, you don’t have to second guess that.

Katie and me at Carlisle Castle May 2015
Katie and me at Carlisle Castle May 2015

So expect photos galore over the next few weeks. And probably a lot of cheesy, happy blog posts from yours truly. So if you’re wondering why I can’t stop giggling (even digitally), now you’ll know.

A.C. Williams

Amy Williams left a lucrative career in marketing to write novels about space cowboys, clumsy church secretaries, American samurai, and alternate dimensions. Along the way, she also discovered a passion for teaching other creative professionals how to use technology to make life easier. Through video instruction or one-on-one coaching, she teaches software, blogging, basic graphic design, and many other useful skills that help creative entrepreneurs get stuff done minus the frustration.

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