A Jeep In Summer

Check, Please

Just had the last dinner with my friend, the former Associate Dean of Students at Covenant College. I am gonna miss her, a lot.

To start with, she gave back her copy of the key to my house. For about 5 years she's always had a key, I wanted to be able to call someone if I got locked out or if I was out of town and winter weather showed up and I wanted the faucets to drip. I almost lost it right then--we're not really gonna be each other's occasional backup, due to living thousands of miles away from each other.

She's seen me do a lot of growing up in the last fifteen years. She's been a friend I could count on to listen to and understand some of the hardest things in my life. She understands what it's like to be a single "of advanced age" at Covenant and in the PCA. She introduced me to the Maundy Thursday service at the Episcopal Church in downtown Chattanooga. She demonstrated: a love for students, much wisdom, a dedication to a simple life, service to God, humility.

And we laughed so much.

Where am I going to find all that now?

She copied out two poems for me to read while I was on a missions trip several years ago. Those poems have sustained me through many times of doubt and pain.

So she's on a diverging road. She's taken the exit. Packing up, getting ready to go. God bless you.

And thank you for fifteen years.