every plan is a tiny prayer to father time

i should be writing a sermon right now.

spring break is over. i'm now confronted with a week that is turning out to be much busier than i originally anticipated. i hate those sorts of surprises.

spring break itself was wonderful. i worked on and finished a bit paper the first couple days. wednesday i spent time in chicago with friends. we explored the field museum, walked along the lakeshore, explored navy pier and ate at bubba gumps, then walked through downtown and ended the evening at borders. it was a wonderful day. the weather was perfect. the fellowship was full and relaxing.

i spent easter with justine and her family. it was nice to get away, to spend time with non-family-family, to eat too much food, to laugh hard, and to play more games than i think i've played my entire life. it was spectacular.

now i am back. there is one month of school left. it is hard to believe that i'm almost done with my first year of seminary. it seems unreal. there are two months until i leave for china. that also seems unreal.

i am terrified and unsettled by the changes i see in the future. i hate not knowing what the future holds, yet i know that these changes will inevitable be for the best.