atlanta, GA.
in 1836 the decision was made to build the western and atlantic railroad to provide a link between savannah and the midwest. ultimately, the railway ended in atlanta at a place that came to be known as “terminus” – end of the l i n e.
maybe it’s fitting,
it’s been a long journey to get here: four years of thinking about it, one year of planning, and three days of launch. we are officially on our way to chile today which will involves:
- getting up at 2 am
- being at the airport by 3am
- fly to boston (2.5 hr flight / 6.5 hr layover)
- fly to houston (4.5 hour flight / 2.5 hour layover)
- fly to santiago (9.5 hour flight)
- 6 hours of waiting to catch a bus to calama, which will then be a 20 hour bus ride
we left at the end of the line.
(and i’m not ready).
overwhelmed. anxious. afraid. feeling six feet underground and i can’t breathe from down here and i can’t see the way out, i feel far from God – and i don’t know who that girl was standing at an airport in the phillipines feeling so sure and saying send me,
because i don’t want to go.
and it’s hard to say that out loud, it’s hard to say that to all of you who support me and believe in this work – thank you for the love & kindness you have shown me, it is not something i take lightly, nor is this call from God, but i made a commitment to be transparent in this process and so this is where i’m at right now –
(but i’m not staying here).
i don’t want to go,
but i’m g o i n g .
because when you’re at the end of the line
the only way to go is forward.
- if i rise on the wings of dawn, if i settle on the farside of the sea, ever there Your hand will guide me. psalm 139: 9-10.
this is not goodbye
just until we meet again.
see you in calama, chile.
because this isn’t the end of my line.
it’s just beginning.
- bilbo: can you promise me that i will come back? / gandalf: no. and if you do, you will not be the same. – j.r.r. tolkien
