At 2:00 p.m. Pacific Daylight Saving Time, the next phase of my life begins. I turn in my classroom keys and close the door for the last time. I won’t return in the fall because I’m retiring. What does the future hold? I don’t know exactly.
Much of the mundane tasks of life remain constant. Planning and preparing meals. Never-ending laundry (really, even for two people, why does that hamper fill up so quickly?). Trying to keep our home neat and tidy. But the stress of juggling that with lesson plans, grading papers, and touching the lives of seventh graders won’t be there anymore.
The Future Adventure
For my entire life, I lived in Southern California. Never more than an hour from downtown Los Angeles or Disneyland. More importantly, never more than 2 hours from family. But my husband, Van, and I bought a home in Prescott Valley, Arizona. A new state. New neighbors. A new church. An introvert by nature, I must rely on God to make new friends and find new ministries. To find my niche in this new place.
Our daughter and grandchildren will be six to eight hours away. Tears spill when I think of that, but the fewer must-dos of retirement bring hope of plenty of visits.
The Future Belongs to God
As Van and I talked and prayed about leaving the familiar and comfortable and stepping out into a new adventure, I prayed. That won’t stop as we get to know what God has in store for us in this new place. Specifically, I pray Proverbs 16:9 The heart of a man plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps.
My future, just like my past and present, belong to God. Through every life change, He carried me through. He never changes, always loves. I look forward to new adventures, directed by Him, as I step forward into retirement.
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