The Ship of My Life

When I graduated from high school, I felt I was entering a new, somewhat stretching phase of life. I couldn't rely any longer upon the gentle comfort of school as the answer to the internal question of "What are you going to do next year?" It was like the ship of my life had reached a destination and now had to decide where to go next.

But it soon set sail, first on short little jaunts but then it embarked upon another long journey--college.

But now, I feel that the ship of my life has nearly reached another destination--graduation--and soon I won't be able to rely any longer upon the gentle comfort of school as the answer to the interal question of "What are you going to do next year?"

I was thinking of this tonight as I was driving home from an evening with my youth group. Though college was an adjustment, it wasn't as much of one as you might think. I still live at home, I still go to my childhood church, I still see my childhood acquaintances.

But soon, when I move away to graduate school wherever that may be, things will all be turned upside down. I think it will be the biggest adjustment of my life. Certainly bigger than going to Bible School for 6 weeks, or going on tour with AHQ for a month. This is serious. This is uprooting myself and going to live far away from the comforts of home.

It's so exciting people, but it's scary too. It's me, Byran, going out to face the world. It's me, far away from home and church and family, all by myself, forging life away from these things.