Most of the time, chapters of my life have ended so quietly that I didn’t notice until I was well into the next one.
However, as the time approaches for my church’s final worship gathering together tomorrow afternoon, I can almost hear the pages coming together with a bang.
Lots of people have asked me, “What are you going to next?”
I’ve joked and said, “That’s Monday’s problem.”
Well, Monday is just two days away.
In two days, I will be more or less jobless.
In two days, I will have to wrestle more concretely with my vocation than I have since I was sixteen.
In two days, I will have to figure out what to do with all that time that used to be taken up by perpetually being so damn busy.
In two days, a new chapter of my life will begin.
I’m both anxious and excited to see what will be written there.