I am in morning. I am in the midst of loss. I say these things with the awareness and apologies to those who are experiencing more immediate loss or morning -- of a loved one, of . . . whatever. My loss is more amorphous in many ways yet specific in others. People, Places, Sights, Sounds.
As I come upon T minus 1 week before my departure for Redmond, Washington, the emotions stirring in me are many. I am so excited to be moving -- not from something but to something. I am so grateful to have been asked to lead a wonderful group of people on mission with God and for his Kingdom. I cannot wait to see what God will do with Creekside in the City of Redmond and beyond. I believe He will do amazing things in us and through us!
Yet this week -- working with Rex on his role review knowing that as he reaches his goals I will not be there; speaking to teens and young adults this week who I will no longer see, final discipleship appointments, saying goodbye to so many places, and spaces and faces.
Sadness
Any and every change brings with it to greater or lesser degrees loss, death . . . and re-birth.
I'm excited, I'm bummed. I'm dying, I'm being born.
1 comment:
Change is usually a mixture of the good, the bad and the ugly...the good is the new horizon ahead that is calling your name, the bad is the sunset behind you that carries your yesterdays and the ugly is all that middle ground where you feel you are being ripped apart. Praying for you, my new friend!
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