A Long Time Coming. A Short Time Here.
I wanted to write a quick anecdote on my current position in life, especially as my internship with Vision of Hope draws to a close. I don't have a lot of time. I'm actually doing office hours.... but here's a few of my thoughts, which will hopefully trigger (buzzword) yours.
It's been a long time coming: the end of this internship. At the same time, I feel like I just got here. Especially as the cold and desolate weather reflects the conditions of my arrival in Lafayette. Nostalgia hits me like a bank of snow cascading from the roof of a barn. I remember sitting around the conference room table in VOH, with my giant training binder (about the size of 3 pizza boxes stacked on top of each other) in front of me. I remember thinking, "what did I get myself into????"
What, indeed....
After being here almost a year, I see I got myself into
an uncertainty
an intensity
an authority
a friendship
a confrontation
a love
a growth
many trials
an inspiration
an opportunity
an encouragement
an investment
an impact
a 10k
a banquet
a thankful
an early morning and a late night
a busy day
a rewarding job
an expensive challenge
a grounded faith
a struggle
a triumph
a book started
a lesson learned
a lesson taught
a season endured
an adventure taken
a journey begun
There's a lot of things I learned during my time at VOH. Many of them can be read on the VOH blog (especially my time as a resident for a day!). I think the above captures in general everything I feel I'm leaving behind. But in reality, I was never designed to take my past with me. Soon, VOH will be in my past. Not that I can't still invest my prayers and my resources there, but my present will demand my attention. What is that present, you may ask (I certainly am!)? Thought I don't know the specifics yet, I think it will involve pretty much everything I mentioned above, except in Texas.
Goodbye, VOH
Howdy, life
It's been a long time coming: the end of this internship. At the same time, I feel like I just got here. Especially as the cold and desolate weather reflects the conditions of my arrival in Lafayette. Nostalgia hits me like a bank of snow cascading from the roof of a barn. I remember sitting around the conference room table in VOH, with my giant training binder (about the size of 3 pizza boxes stacked on top of each other) in front of me. I remember thinking, "what did I get myself into????"
What, indeed....
After being here almost a year, I see I got myself into
an uncertainty
an intensity
an authority
a friendship
a confrontation
a love
a growth
many trials
an inspiration
an opportunity
an encouragement
an investment
an impact
a 10k
a banquet
a thankful
an early morning and a late night
a busy day
a rewarding job
an expensive challenge
a grounded faith
a struggle
a triumph
a book started
a lesson learned
a lesson taught
a season endured
an adventure taken
a journey begun
There's a lot of things I learned during my time at VOH. Many of them can be read on the VOH blog (especially my time as a resident for a day!). I think the above captures in general everything I feel I'm leaving behind. But in reality, I was never designed to take my past with me. Soon, VOH will be in my past. Not that I can't still invest my prayers and my resources there, but my present will demand my attention. What is that present, you may ask (I certainly am!)? Thought I don't know the specifics yet, I think it will involve pretty much everything I mentioned above, except in Texas.
Goodbye, VOH
Howdy, life
Only for a season . . .
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