Last night, I went out to dinner with my parents. I looked out the window of the restaurant, and thought about what Lodi would be like when I came back. I don't imagine its buildings will change much, but the people will. All the people I know and love will grow and change, and so will all of my acquaintances, and all those people I have never met. They will be different internally when I come back, and so will I. Such things can hardly be put into words. But the Spirit moves us where and how He wills, and who can tell where they are going? (See John 3:8.)
Today my visa should arrive. It was in West Sacramento super early this morning. Please pray that there are no hitches, and that it arrives today as it appears it will, so that I will not need to reschedule my flight for Friday. It would be dumb if it was in Lodi today but did not make it into my hands until tomorrow...unless God had a reason for holding it back.
Today is packing day. I still have a few last-minute errands to run, but for the most part it is an around-the-house day. I will close up the last of my already-full boxes that I have been in and out of for the past couple days, and will make the last judgment-calls on what will be taken with me in my suitcase. In other words, today I pack up the last of my life here, to fly out in the morning. And when I do, I will be boarding a plane to the place I have been waiting to go for the last 14 years.
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