In life, there are certain cultural milestones that resonate with many. For girls, that sweet sixteen. For boys, that first shave. Your first dance, first kiss, that first boyfriend or girlfriend, your high school graduation. For some, college gradutation and that first ‘real job’. As the first person in my family to graduate from University, somehow by God’s grace and with the support of an amazing community, I’m about to become the first person with a graduate degree. The MDiv is set for completion in July, I’m walking in June, and the graduation robes are on order. As I prepare for a time without classes, professors, and spending more quality time working at Quest, it’s fun to take a moment to remember. Above is a picture of my mom, dad, older brother and I (I’m the one rocking the sweet pink-and-purple hat clashing nicely with the red and orange outfit) in Alaska. We lived in an Alaskan logging camp for five years in elementary and middle school, a surreal existence compared to life in Seattle. Those halibut aren’t the result of sport fishing, that’s what’s for dinner!
All I can say is God has some pretty interesting plans for our lives. To all the college grads-to-be out there nervous about that first job, remember where you came from, and enjoy the journey.