Saying Goodbye
But before all of that can happen, I have to say goodbye to New York. This weekend I spent with the US2s, who have become such dear friends in such a short time! There was ice cream, street fairs, a riviting game of Trival Pursuit, a poetry Slam and a time of dedication. Yesterday I went to Christ Church to watch everyone be commissioned into Mission Service within the Methodist Church. It was a solomon and humbling moment as a cross was placed on each person's neck, and prayers were said over them. They are getting ready to embark on the journey of their life, and I am so excited for them. Going every where from Detroit to Atlanta to southern California to Fargo (yes, the middle of nowhere USA), they will be participting in community building, acts of social justice, and showing the love and grace of God through their gifts in all circumstances. I can't wait to hear their stories!!
Last night, Emily was the first to leave. Most everyone else is heading out today, while I am at work. For those of you I missed saying goodbye to...you are awesome and I appreciate your friendship these last few weeks more than you will ever know. You are each a blessing and I can't wait to hear from you soon!
I am not only having to say goodbye to people, but to places and things I have become use to. I enjoy my walks, the people-watching on the subway, running along the Hudson River, seeing the Empire State Building from my window, $1 hotdogs on the street corner, any type of dining cuisine you could imagine within walking distance (did I mention before that there are 6,310 restaurants within 5 miles of where I live!?!), and the music of the city. I will not miss the traffic, the honking horns at all hours, the heat that swelters off the pavement and is captured between the buildings, the shoving on the train (I got caught in the door on Saturday...I now have a nice little bruise on my arm from people trying to make room in a too-crowded train!) or having to watch sad dogs taking daily walks on nothing but sidewalk instead of enjoying some place green. But all of this, rolled into one, is what I have called home for the last six weeks. It has been an experience, a time of growing, of learning, and of dependence on God. I am so thankful to the General Board for this opportunity, and to the friends and family who have supported me through prayers, and emails and phone calls of encouragement.
So....Goodbye New York City. You were a great place to visit....don't know if I would ever live here, but thanks for the memories!!!