In 24 hours, I'll be in Columbus, starting a new adventure.
I'm pretty much terrified. Mom keeps telling me it can't be any tougher than when I went to HU, and that turned out to be the best thing that could have happened. She's right, I know that. Incredible things are going to happen in the next seven months. I'll come back to my family at Christmas a stronger, more confident, more capable person. Once I get to Ohio, throw myself into a new job and a new routine, I'll have a great time. I'm excited to try some new things, experiment in different areas of ministry, to see what new elements of my calling God makes evident. I'm going to read an obnoxious number of books. I'm going to meet amazing people and hear their stories.
But for the next 24 hours, I'm still afraid.
matutine
(adj.) just before the dawn
