2 weeks from today, Iāll be on the flight to London. Itās all starting to feel a little bittersweet. Leaving my work, church, family and friendsā¦things that have defined who I am. People tell me that itāll be alright because itās only 9 months. Thatās true, and when it ends, Iāll probably think itās too short.
That said, learning how to live on my own again (especially since I donāt have a roommate) would take some trial and error.
I am consistently amazed at Godās grace for me. He has already gone before me to plan my life there. I already have communities that I can plug myself in. Itās so good to know that I have senior scholars, mentors and brothers & sisters to walk with me.
Recently Iāve also looked back on my life (haha yes, quarter life crisis kicking in), and I am again amazed at my journey to the here and now.
When I was 16, I decided to study Psychology because I wanted to help people. I wanted to listen to peopleās problems, just like how I listened to my friends. It didnāt pan out like how I thought itād be - I didnāt become a counselor or psychologist. But I did end up listening to peopleās problems, almost every day in fact. Problems that are bigger than what I can solve, but just for this one moment when our lives intersect, we can change each other.
