I am in the process of ending Year 4. I will soon cross the stage. I will shortly have my piece of paper. I will be sent.
Bible College has been the most incredible experience of my life. Trying to say goodbye “well” has involved a large, Hermoine Granger-sized mixed bag of emotions. This has been my favorite season, favorite place on earth, and now it is time to leave.
Maggie took me to a ridiculously sketchy-but-good grilled cheese dive tonight for one last spontaneous dinner. God continues his profound stooping as he constantly uses agents to encourage me and mediate his love. I love the Body of Christ for this reason and so many more.
Reading Romans 8 shows the tension between the already-but-not-yet world we live in. There are goodbyes, and pain, and sufferings, yes, but we as Christians await the new heavens and the new earth, we have hope that our groaning is not in vain; it is because we know there is a major redemption coming for the entire world.
And “he shall be their peace” (Micah 5:5)…no more tears, no more leaving and separation (Rev 21:4-5).
I have never been more in love with my Savior, nor been as mournful about a terribly sweet, special season that he is gently leading me out and closing the door upon.
Lord, strengthen my heart to end well and leave well, to leave it all out on the field. Fix my eyes on you to see.
“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”
-Winnie the Pooh
