The Journey

Like Abraham, I’ve had to leave places I have lived. This meant leaving family and friends to go to another land. Sometimes it has been my choice and sometimes someone else’s. However, I have always had a sense that it was with God’s blessing. In each move I have left some parts of life. In each move there have been opportunities for new growth.

In 1972, we left Ohio and our families and so very much that was familiar. Twenty-five years ago this summer we moved to South Carolina from Delaware. We left a home that we had built, dear friends, a church family we loved and a life that we enjoyed. Who could have imagined what was before us? The road has not always been marked clearly and it certainly has had some unexpected twists and turns. But, as we roamed from Powdersville to Lexington to Myrtle Beach, we discovered that we need not dwell in the past, but to look forward and anticipate what was ahead. New homes, new friends, new jobs, new churches, new communities are places and times of new growth. Fond memories of the past have taught us how to claim whatever new call that might be on our lives. So, I celebrate this journey and give thanks to God for being my guide.