Probably to no one’s ultimate surprise, I am leaving the World Race a tad prematurely. Decisions were handed down through leadership and I have submitted and am out. (I didn’t do anything illegal or anything like that). My heart yearns for home… and so I am okay. It will be, undoubtedly, a challenging month of processing, etc. I pray to God that Dr. Ken comes soon…
The first thing I will do is: sit on the couch with my mom (yes, a couch) and rub my feet on the carpet (yes, I said carpet, as in a floor covering other than concrete), and drink some fresh, Starbucks coffee (my next comment is predictably yes, Starbucks, the real Starbucks). I want to talk and cry and dream and be exhilerated at the prospect of what lies ahead.
What lies behind is a mixed bag of bittersweet memories… but the ultimate testimony I can offer of this year is that God is a redemptive God. He is not wilfully uninvolved in any aspect of my life. I think of the verse in Proverbs that says, “the king’s heart is like a watercourse in the hand of God, he directs it where he pleases.” And though so often this year I feel like it has simply been bad circumstances, that does not negate God’s redemptive power.
I leave with no ill will… only hope and anticipation. God is a good God… capable and faithful and ultimately my Redeemer.
I will miss many of you very much.
Good luck and best wishes to you all. Finish well!
