I've Finished the Race…
…at least this leg of it. Tonight as Jeff and I walked out of Travis-Lovitt Hall, hand in hand, with a wave of relief washing over us, I commented, “We just finished the hardest year of our lives.” And it’s true. It may not be a big deal to most people, but I really think that this last semester was the biggest accomplishment of my life. Juggling our insane life with no income and a toddler and a full-load of seminary classes…and by the grace of God we finshed our last final tonight and I am overcome with gratitude for God’s grace. It is a little anti-climactic, because we have no idea what we’re doing now. Our life was planned out until May 5th, and now the sun is setting and the darkness brings myriad unknowns…where we’ll work, where we’ll live, how we’ll pay for it all, if our house will sell. We don’t know the answers but we do know our God, and He has always been faithful to us. So tonight after cuddling with Dutch, chasing him around for awhile, and giving him a bath and putting him to bed, we’re settling in for…a movie. We’ve decided that for the next month or however long until we know what our next step is we can fret and fear and stress ourselves out, or we can choose to enjoy it and embrace it as a God-ordained rest period. We’ve chosen the latter.
We don’t know what our next leg of the race is…but we’ve finished the last one God called us to, and there’s joy and peace in that. And He’s given us a quick break, to grab a drink of water, take a deep breath, and snuggle down on the sofa for some much-needed shut-eye. My ears are perked, my eyes are peeled, my heart is on tiptoe, awaiting a word from the Master. Tonight He simply says to rest, and that I will.