ONE YEAR

I am a sentimental person. I remember dates, events, and the exact place where we meet and feel in love. Well. I am the person that if I like you enough, your half birthday is permanently marked in my calendar. I am that person.

Therefore, it is no shocker that this week holds some significance.

February 13th. Last Sunday at my first-full time call.

February 14th. Moved into Stub Hall

February 15th. Day of unemployment

February 16th. First official day with Calvary, Bethel and Our Saviour’s

February 20th. First Sunday at Our Saviour’s

The reality is that it is crazy to think that it has been a year. And a wonderful year. There has been frustrations and tears. There have been angry text and phone calls to my BFF, but that is not what defines this year.

I continue to be grateful for the opportunity to be in the city, to be part of a children, youth and family ministry collaboration, and to be a student. I thrive from the conversation and the sense of community. I am encouraged for all that is to come.