Transitions: Last & First

I'm still trying to avoid everyone's post grad questions.

Sometimes I practice my answer before a big event. 

Most days I just find the furthest shelf in my mind, and deepest crack in my heart, to hide away any unwanted thoughts of how things are feeling since I left Knoxville.

For some reason no answer seems to taste good when it comes out.

And no one seems truly content with what I have to say anyway.

Being in a constant state of uncontrolled (by me) anything for this length of time is easily comparable to a slow and painful death.

Dramatic I know.

This is also terribly human of me.

I hate to say it, but I need a damn routine if I am going to survive.

Routine for me means I know when and where I can be ridiculous, spontaneous, free.

My purpose stays in tact and my restless spirit still finds a way to explore.

I also take way better care of myself... which is something I did very little of this summer.

I'm currently on 5 different prescriptions and covered in essential oils.

Basically, I am the example of what not to do in full time urban ministry, when it comes to self care.

But.

If you must know, I am reminded everyday I made the right choice for me.

That doesn't mean I don't sob every now and again when I see pictures of my kids beyond these city limits though.

Tomorrow is the 1st day of school here in Lexington.

Which means its the last day of summer, ministry wise. 

Ouch. 

I just felt part of my soul breaking at the idea of winter being a few months away.

Despite the premature fear of snow and ice already making its way into my head, 

today was one of my favorite days.

I am beyond grateful for all of the laughter, hugs, and celebration of what was, is, and will be, within our Urban Impact family.

Today served as the best ending there could have been.

A distraction for yet another transition.

And a marker for a new season full of planting, watering, sowing, and praying.

They are SO not ready for school tomorrow.

Marcus leading the kids on a tour of their community center, after the new drywall was put in,
 is probably one of the highlights of my life.

Shout out to Stivers Strength for leading our boys so well in the gym.
 It's not just about the muscle, it's about the mind.

Marcus turns 40!

Deuces summer 2017, you were weird, sweaty, and just odd enough to make me love you.