As I sit here, at my plant-crowded desk, wondering what to type onto this page and listening to sweet, sweet Latin music of which I can't understand a word, I can't help but feel a lack of control. But it's not a scary lack of control, it's more of a sweet surrender. A surrender that comes from basking in the unpredictable and indecipherable happenings of now. You see, there's a flood of emotions that comes with transition and change, but a deep peace as well.
The change I'm talking about is a simple one in my life, it's basically routine: school is in. It's away from full-time ministry and back into training and classes. Which is all fine and dandy, except that I feel that the person I was, the influencer and the leader that was cultivated within myself is at stake. I've spent thousands of tears, terrified of losing my current stability and health, longing for the people I won't be able to see again for months in the busyness, and petrified of waiting longer. But like I said, I feel a sweet, sweet peace.
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