I said goodbye with a heavy mind and a light heart. The thought of being gone for so long has had the power to break me down, but not the strength to keep me in my brokenness. Goodbyes are hardly simple. They're messy and leave the stains of tears and sorrow on empty shoulders, but this time goodbye was different.
I cried knowing that I will be far and away for quite some time, but joy and excitement overwhelmed the sadness. I was sad, but couldn't hold on to it for too long. My heart broke, but the pieces were mended. I cried, but the tears didn't last. I have a love within me that gives me joy in my sorrow, stillness in my restlessness, and peace in my anxiousness. God's love.
My heart is pounding to the beat of a radical drum. I'm ready to go. Ready to search. Ready to serve.
