Life Lines

This morning at Morning Prayer, I heard a great sermon . It was from my Old Testiment teacher. He was explaining that with every beginning there has to be an end. He described it as the ropes on a tent. Some ropes are just cut loose for this new beginning to happen. Other ropes are pulled up leaving the stake still attached to the end. The ropes with the stakes are the ones that could be used to help set up the tent in a different location.

This really made me think about these last couple of months. During these last few months, I have used both ways to make this move. It has been hard for me to communicate how I have made it to this point. Sometimes it was just the fear of misunderstanding or of non-approval of my decision. In this situation, it seemed easier to pick up and go. This sounds really self centered (which it is) and not the best way to handle the situation. But at the time, it was the most uncomplicated way. For those of you that feel that this is what happened, I would like to ask for your forgiveness.

We feel like we have pulled up the stake in many other places. It has been exciting as well as intimidating. Just the unknown of what is before us is a bit unsettling. However, what I have found is that we are really adjusting well. This I believe is because we have taken our experiences and friendships (like the rope with the stake) an applied them to our daily life here. For those of you who are our stakes I thank you. We would not have made it this far with without you and your support. BJ