Stretch

Mada II

I’m ready for this year and I’m not.

I’m excited for it and I’m dreading it.

Whether or not I would make the same choices to get here remains to be seen.

But whether or not I will look back with gratefulness is entirely up to me. 

There will be moments when I’m overwhelmed

And there will be moments when I feel made for this.

There will be days when I see God everywhere

And there will be days when I wonder why He hasn’t shown His face.

There will be painful decisions

And there will be moments  of relief when everything works out.

There will be confusion

And there will be clarity.

There will be days when I will want to shake everyone’s shoulders with frustration

And there will be days when I am so grateful for a community that presses in on me.

There will be days that drag

And there will be days that are over in the blink of an eye

There will be days when I will want nothing to change

And there will be days when I just want to get to what’s next

There will be days when I just want to hop on a plane

And there will be days when I never want to leave.

There will be days of monsoons (hopefully no cyclones)

And there will be  days of plentiful sunshine.

There will be many hellos

And too many goodbyes.

There will be days when I am the teacher

And there will be days when I am the student. 

The good, the bad, and the ugly?

No; the good + the bad = this beautiful life. 

So I will take a deep breath—

Here we go!