There are about 194 days until I get on a plane and leave everything and everyone I know so well for everything and everyone I know virtually nothing about. To stand here and try and tell you all that I’m not scared is just ridiculous. I’m scared out of my mind. But God is good, and God is faithful, and I am trusting that He has all these plans worked out and taken care of. He is “the God who gives life to the dead and calls things that are not as they were” (Rom. 4:17b) so I’m pretty sure He’s got everything under control.
As scared of the unknown that I may be, I’m following this pillar of cloud. And when it’s dark and I can’t see very far ahead, I follow the pillar of fire. I’m not swayed by what I cannot see.