Bye Bye Baby

I'm sitting here in the airport waiting for my plane to arrive so I can depart for my spiritual pilgrimage. And yes I am ridiculously excited, there's a part of me that is sad to be leaving. It has me thinking about the cost of discipleship. Sometimes following where God calls is easy. But I've found that more often than not, it isn't. There's alway something else. Something you're leaving behind. Something you're giving up. Something. Family, friends, a career, a home, something. When Jesus called the disciples, they left behind their nets, their very way of life. It couldn't have been easy. So often we talk about following Christ as life changing and wonderful. And a lot of the time it is. But sometimes it's filled with hard decisions, with hope and doubt. With joy and sadness. What has brought all this on you might ask, as I prepare for the trip of a lifetime? The answer is simple. Banner. My brand new nephew. Hard to leave that little face behind. I mean isn't he cute?

But listening for God's call often means letting go of the very things we would prefer to hold tightest to. So I bid goodbye to Banner, and Canada, and say, mostly wholeheartedly, "Okay God, what's next?"