Recently, I've made several decisions revolving around what this summer is going to look like for me. A week or so ago, I rearranged my class schedule for next quarter so I'd have a lite class load before leaving and I received permission from instructors to take finals early. Earlier this week, I bought a plane ticket. These decisions and others have created a sense of finality in me. It's beginning to sink in - I really am going on a trip to the Philippines this summer. I'm excited and anxious all at the same time. Yet, I'm not leaving for another 96 days. Somehow, that seems like an eternity and not soon enough at the same time.
Obviously, I've spent a lot of time thinking about this lately, and while this summer is very important to me, I don't want to lose the time I have left before I leave. I don't want to be so wrapped up in what's going to happen that I don't see what is happening. This reminded me of the week before Jesus' crucifixion. We all know that he rode into Jerusalem on a donkey on Sunday then broke bread with the disciples on Thursday night and was crucified on Friday, but do we know what happened in between those events? According to Luke, He drove the vendors out of the temple, He taught in the temple, He had His authority questioned, He told parables, He answered questions, He prayed. In essence, He continued to live life just as He had been living it. So that is my goal for the next 96 days. Of course, I need to be prepared before I leave, but these next 96 days are just as valuable as the 57 I will spend overseas this summer. I resolve to not lose sight of what God is doing in the 96.
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