Hallways and a faithful God
Once while walking through the dark downstairs of Les Tourades, sleepily confident of my path in the familiar hallway, I reached for the door handle too enthusiastically. The door wasn’t where I thought it was and it smacked me squarely…in the forehead. Not sure whether to laugh aloud or pout, I readjusted my blind path and walked with more caution.
One day into re-entry in the USA, ‘real life’ smacked me in the forehead.
After meaningful goodbyes to A Rocha friends, a lovely last hurrah with my dear co-worker Sarah in Italy, and smooth international connections, I landed happily in Philadelphia.
The next day, I landed in the emergency room with an ugly gash in my left leg, thanks to teamwork between a slippery path and a jagged rock. Eight stitches later, I remembered that, “a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” (Prov. 16:9)
In transition between France and a new life in the US, I am in a hallway between two seasons. I plan, research, make pro-con charts, but God determines my steps.
I’m grateful closing doors, and for the lessons and love I carry from A Rocha to my next adventure. I’m thankful, too, for the overflowing joy of long-delayed reunions with those I love in the US. As I apply myself to ‘real life’ in the USA, and let my leg heal, I still may smack my forehead and do other ungraceful things. But He still is faithful.
