goodbye to hello.

9 days ago I was in Utah, sitting around a table with Evan and Trevor, eating Eggs Benedict for our final roomie night together. It was bittersweet to acknowledge the friendship that evolved within the walls of our home. These two definitely honored and loved me so well, while teaching me how to not only live in community but to love it.  

(Here’s a link to an instagram post I made in appreciation to each of them. P.S. I do tend to update instagram pretty frequently.)

 

 

 

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This was the goodbye I dreaded the most, likely because it was the final one from Utah. I knew that a one way flight to ATL stood on the other side of TSA, and it would become real in that moment. 

Let’s be honest, I am currently sitting around a long table with seven women drinking coffee and listening to United Pursuit in Turrialba Costa Rica, and it still doesn’t feel real. We actually will often look at one another and laugh while saying ,”Yeah… this is our life. Wait how is this our life?”

It is an interesting paradigm that we are currently living in, but that is the Kingdom of God. Opposite of what we think is even possible, and opposite of what our eyes and our feelings convince us of. Even in the recent goodbyes, I felt that I had to cry to show that I was processing each of the goodbyes. The worldly idea that the tears were what represented the level of compassion I had towards others, but that was not even near the truth. The relationships I have had to say goodbye too are difficult to explain, and one of my friends honestly said it best.

“I normally hate goodbyes, but this just doesn’t feel like a goodbye.” 

So, I am going to leave it at that and just keep thanking Jesus for all of it. BECAUSE it seriously does not feel like a goodbye. Maybe it is because Jesus has confirmed over and over again that this is right where I am meant to be. He has simply invited me to freely dance on His path. 

So in this moment I am saying a goodbye in the physical to my friends and family back in the states, and exchanging it for whatever HELLO’s God is calling me into. 

xoxo 

P.S. This is a representation of how I feel every time I try to upload pictures to my blog. Thanks Murphy haha.