resignation

I handed in my resignation yesterday. It's final - my last day will be June 1st. This spring will be full of "lasts", followed by a whole round of "firsts" over There. Last weekend was our final trip to Mammoth. The wedding of my dear friends Tiff and Dan will be my last shebang.

I was telling Teresa in small group last night that more than my fear of leaving L.A. is a fear that I don't have enough time between now and then to tell people here how much I love them, how much I'm going to miss them, and how much I'm going to need them. But, somewhere between thinking about omniscience and omnipresence, I realized that all these sentimental thoughts have caused my need for people to trump my need for God. (I know Brandon likes my use of poker terminology). But really, it's our collective need for Him that will hold our relationships together anyways.