I get to encounter new people made in God's image, uniquely refracting His self-expression. In my personal musings, the realization hit: In this new rhythm of life, I have the privilege in meeting God in a brand new way. Part of me grieves the change part of me is quietly excited. This young professional twenty-something finds herself stepping out into a life she's never known, like a land-lubber trying on her sea legs. This all occurring within the span of just a few months. No more dorm rooms, on-campus housing and community kitchen now it's time for paying rent, permanent address and taxes.
Step back from volunteer youth ministry refocus on intentional relationships discipleship. Goodbye nannying/house-cleaning/dog-sitting patchwork income hello full-time work of the clock in/clock out variety. No more need to cram endless productivity into finite hours. So long classmates, study sessions, textbooks and large chunks of free time in the middle of my day. Goodbye 18-month internship, coworkers and counseling clients. I have undergone more major life transitions this semester ever before: Seven years of post-high-school education accomplished.
#UNVEILED FACES MEANING FULL#
It's almost bed time, a full 12 hours since I left my cozy suburban apartment for a day's work in the city. In the past month, I have stepped into a life and rhythm quite distinct from what I have ever before encountered.Ĭase in point: I am writing this post on a metra train northbound from Chicago, rolling in at 1:30am.
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