You are reading this on Day 2 but Day 1 was yesterday.
Day 1 was the “ground zero” for all the myriad of emotions vying for attention and taking aim at every second guess.
I would have never imagined I’d be where I am.
As I sat there alone in my suit waiting for the orientation start – I wasn’t alone alone, I just was the only one in a suit who didn’t already work there – as I sat there alone, I had to keep reminding myself what I was doing.
“I’m starting over.”
I had to say it over and over because I kept forgetting and thus the whirlwind swirling.
Don’t get me wrong…from where I stand the landscape in front of me is panoramic, brightly lit with all the fire of future hopes burning bright on the horizon.
Heck, one day we may be able to afford a vacation – instead of taking one we can’t afford and then hating the regret.
But that horizon is a gift of peace from the Prince who promises such things.
And it all felt like a grace I have not known in so very long.
That was how I felt when I went to work at CFA. twice the age of my new coworkers. The one who dressed up.
I'm one of those readers who doesn't often leave comments, but I have to tell you that my husband and I will be praying for you. Ministry of any type has a cost – Jesus is clear about that – but it should never cost us our peace. I read this today in commentary notes on Acts (from BSF) – "Joy (not strain and tension) was the main result of all Christian works." May you and your family find joy in your exciting new adventure.