An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

the four years I was there. At first, Geraldine said she
didn’t want to move to Valley City. After soul searching
with the help of some church women, she agreed,
and I accepted the call, which came just in time.
The Valley City church had sold their parsonage.
They lent us money for a down payment on a
small home. Stan Johnson, one of the search committee
members, was a banker and helped us get a mortgage
loan. This situation was a much better--we lived
in a small stucco house several blocks from the
church, accrued equity in our home, and had more
privacy.
The church paid a moving company to transport
our belongings, and we drove our two cars to
our new home. As we left the Clinton parsonage, I
shook the dust off my feet and moved on.
The Northern Plains
We arrived in Valley City about a month before I was
to begin work. This was a welcome break after four
stressful years. They had an interim minister, Van Jollie,
a Methodist who was a missionary in Africa along
with his German spouse, Fritza, and their little one
year old daughter. Previously, as a youth minister, he
took groups on canoe trips at the Boundary Waters in
northern Minnesota. He was organizing one for the
church. Geraldine wanted to go. I reluctantly agreed
to go since I already experienced enough outdoor adventures
and was almost fifty years old.
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