I think of my most favorite teacher in elementary school. It was 4th grade. I really didn't want to move on to 5th grade and leave her behind, but I had to. I saw, eventually, that I wasn't actually leaving her behind -- I still got to see her -- I just had moved on up to new experiences and new ways of encountering life, and new teachers. The great thing that I finally realized (in about 6th grade) was that it was this favorite teacher that had prepared me to experience new things and to be willing to encounter life in new and different ways.
Learning to see and love all that God has provided me as guidance and fuel for my journey is, in fact, part of the journey. A great by-product of this is the fact that I'm learning more about myself intellectually and emotionally, not just spiritually because, in reality, they are all of a piece. A piece that's me.
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