Yesterday marked my final two weeks as a staff member at First Covenant Church, and the emotions that have been coming in waves, have begun World War III inside of me. I am (still) excited, assured, and looking forward to the adventure Michael and I will leave on in a little over a month at Vera Lloyd in Arkansas. I know God has plans for us there that I cannot begin to imagine, and I know despite the hardship that will come with the transition and daily life of 24/7 ministry, He will be faithful to be our strength, our joy, and our hope. And, I know, beyond the shadows, that our decisions have been built on the rock of our salvation and that they are good. Yet, today, I'm staring at the screen, trying to draft the final words I will share with the First Covenant Youth Ministry in my last two Sunday Morning talks, and emotions from left field, right field, and center are flooding my heart as well as my clouded eyes. I emptied the drawers in my desk yesterday, and an entire new