Put down your net.

Thursday I said goodbye to my students at Northwest Middle School. It was way tougher than I thought it was going to be, and I spent a significant part of the afternoon in tears. I was doing okay till one of the cuatas (twins) cried. Then I really lost it. It would be different if I knew what was next. I have a house. I have a sweet roommate, fantastic landlords, and a backyard for Belle. I've been admitted to George Mason, and all the scholarship money is a go. I have a moving date and moving friends and paint colors picked out for pete's sake.

But I have no job. I'm leaving seventh graders that I love (even when I hate them). Look at them, they are cute even when they are terrible.



My friend Lindsay's words were especially encouraging on Thursday. I put down my net at NWMS where I've been working, and I am learning how to follow Jesus even when I don't know where I am going or what I will be doing. I am surrounded by faithful voices urging me on, and I am excited to continue on the journey ahead.

Here's the scripture...

As Jesus walked beside the Sea of Gailee, he saw Simon and his brother Andrew casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. "Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will send you out to fish for people." At once they left their nets and followed him. Mark 1:16-18.