After months and months of waiting, they’ve finally hired a new youth pastor. And she (SHE!) starts April 4, so that is Devo’s end date. End of youth pastoring, that is.
We had a pact to go out and celebrate the acquisition of a firm date. So we did.
And over our dinner, we ended up discussing the future more than the past. The past was good and now it’s done. It’s the future that is wide open and undefined. I mean, we’re staying here in our little nest, our cocoon. But things will change because that is the nature of change.
Maybe this impending change is the catalyst for my single-mindedness in cleaning out closets the last few weeks. Out with the old, organize the useful, make room for the new. But then again, maybe I’m nesting. This is the second trimester, after all.