I’ve always liked the idea that life is a journey, not a destination, and I’ve always loved the bumper sticker that says “Happiness is a Journey.” I know that it’s about the process and the adventure!

But that doesn’t make it less scary.

I shouldn’t say scary. I’m not frightened, or worried. At least not about my well-being, or the good that will come of my year in Denver; but I heard someone say that “no change comes without pain”, and I believe that to be true.  It’s true because that no matter what is gained, or what unknown blessings are bestowed, something is still being lost. Something that was will never be again.  You had it, and now you don’t.

I’m not sure if I’m making sense, but I try.

You see, the way things were, in the boro, with my close friends (all of whom are moving on to new parts of their journeys) will never again exist; the walks, and movies, and football games, and that closeness I grew so fond of, seems to have come to an end.  So as I near my new adventure, I will enter it with a great hope in what will be, but with a pain at what is being removed in order to make this possible.

That said, I am inexplicably and simultaneously thrilled to get on an airplane on Monday, make loads of new friends, see a couple of old ones, and get this show on the road! This date has been cemented in my brain because I know that it splits my life into chapters, and this one . . . It’s gonna be so good.

God is so good.

So I ask for those of you who read this to pray that God will teach me what I need to learn from my past, and prepare my heart for what works he has planned for me.

-Grace and Peace