Not knowing whither he went…

by Greg Linscott

mixed.jpgWell, since this last post on our situation, many have been wondering what would be next on the Linscott landscape. Well, speaking frankly, we’ve been wondering the same thing!

As some may know, the congregation I have served over the last 4 years has always been in a very tight financial situation, and circumstances over the last year, particularly, have been extremely tight. In May of this year, the church was forced to cut my weekly salary by 30%, and I began looking in earnest for a second job. I had some promising interviews, but nothing ever materialized (see this post to understand some of the circumstances that would contribute to the lack of opportunities). Over the course of the last 3 months, we have operated on what we were accustomed to funding approximately 2 months of our lives. So, while the decision was not easy, our family’s finances became such that I prayerfully concluded we were not going to be able to sustain living here without harming our testimony financially.

That being said, Faith Baptist is still stronger than when we arrived. It appears a godly older man (with no children at home) is going to be stepping in to help the church through this transition period. We are thankful that we are leaving as friends, and realize that while there will be many tears shed over the next few days, they will be the tears of leaving those you love, and not the tears brought on by the pain of personal conflict. Please pray for our dear brothers and sisters here in Skowhegan.

So now the big question- where are we going?

I wish we knew.

It appears at this stage, our next immediate destination will be Grand Rapids, Michigan. We will be residing with Jennifer’s parents (yes, I will officially be the “crazy man who live in the basement”). Some know that I had been contacted and interviewed for a potential position- it appears that opportunity is not going to materialize, at least at this time I have received word that opportunity is not going to materialize . Our plans at this point are to pick up our moving truck on Tuesday, August 14, and embark for points west on either Wednesday or Thursday. I am hoping to find at least some temporary employment ASAP to help stabilize our financial situation.

There are some positive things happening. I am looking forward to helping my friend Sam Hendrickson and Westside Baptist Church as we are able. I have had a few requests to examine my resume. I have pondered some opportunities to further my education. But as to where our next place of permanent residence will be- that is a question I cannot answer as of now.

Thankfully, we do know what our place of ultimate residence will be.

Jerusalem the golden,
with milk and honey blest,
beneath thy contemplation
sink heart and voice oppressed:
I know not, oh, I know not,
what joys await us there;
what radiancy of glory,
what bliss beyond compare!

They stand, those halls of Zion,
all jubilant with song,
and bright with many an angel,
and all the martyr throng:
the Prince is ever in them,
the daylight is serene;
the pastures of the blessèd
are decked in glorious sheen.

There is the throne of David;
and there, from care released,
the shout of them that triumph,
the song of them that feast;
and they who with their Leader
have conquered in the fight,
for ever and for ever
are clad in robes of white.

Oh, sweet and blessèd country,
the home of God’s elect!
Oh, sweet and blessèd country,
that eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
to that dear land of rest,
who art, with God the Father,
and the Spirit, ever blest.

Brief life is here our portion,
brief sorrow, short lived care;
The life that knows no ending,
the tearless life, is there.
O happy retribution!
Short toil, eternal rest;
For mortals and for sinners,
a mansion with the blest.

That we should look, poor wanderers,
to have our home on high!
That worms should seek for dwellings
beyond the starry sky!
And now we fight the battle,
but then shall wear the crown
Of full and everlasting,
and passionless renown.

And how we watch and struggle,
and now we live in hope,
And Zion in her anguish
with Babylon must cope;
But he whom now we trust in
shall then be seen and known,
And they that know and see Him
shall have Him for their own.

For thee, O dear, dear country,
mine eyes their vigils keep;
For very love, beholding,
thy happy name, they weep:
The mention of thy glory
is unction to the breast,
And medicine in sickness,
and love, and life, and rest.

I appreciate your prayers for us. If you see a 26′ Penske truck on the interstate next week, give it a wave- it just might be us!