For those of you who don’t know me well, one of my first missions upon arriving in Ireland was to find a church. I’d just finished up an internship in Greenville, SC, with a church called Grace where I worked 9-5 with student ministry. It’s a big part of my life. Last semester, I visited around to a few places and sort of got my foot in the door at a church called Christ City. This semester my goal was to really dive in: go to every event, serve on Sundays, meet weekly with other members of the church. So far, it’s been going well. Last week was my first time serving with the worship team, and it was a really great experience.
I bought a used guitar during the first few weeks of my stay here in Dublin, and it’s nice to finally put that money to use (still keeping my fingers crossed that I may be able to sell it if/when I decide to leave). I played with a sweet English woman named Leanne, and I think she’s one of my new favorite people. Her and her husband started the church a few years ago after they moved to Dublin from England with their two ADORABLE kids. I secretly want to be temporarily adopted by their family even though I’m only probably ten years younger than the parents. Not only do they have the coolest accents ever, but they have the biggest hearts of anyone I’ve met here so far.
Long story short, my church rocks, and it’s making me second guess ever leaving this city.
