Monday marked the 4 week point, 4 weeks till I get on the plane heading towards Norway. It’s very surreal. Last week was the first week of “lasts”. I had a few “last” meetings. It’s so strange to be in a meeting where most of what is discussed isn’t relevant practically coz I won’t be here. Surreal to feel so part and present, yet recognise that although I am part, I am not. I know there are going to be a lot more moments like that, and as I encounter those moments, I desire to find God’s heart in them. How can I make every situation and experience move me into discovering more of God’s heart? How can I use every opportunity to not just dwell on the fact that I’m leaving, but walk into what lies ahead with expectancy that it’s going to be exciting and good even if it’ll no longer be in Kansas City? This past Tuesday I had my “last” prophecy team time. It was sad. So strange to go about “business as usual” yet know it was the last time with this team. They were so sweet; encouraging, bl
Life is a journey full of weird and interesting experiences. As the years go by, what was once new and different, has become part of the ordinary and usual. And those things which once brought amazement, no longer catch my attention. So instead of letting the new and exciting fade into nothing, I want to try to capture and keep some of these moments.