I used to read in books about someone having a lump in their throat the never went away and I never understood how that could be. But now I do. I thought I was getting sick or something. I have that about to cry pain all the time now. Leaving forever is hard. I'm ready to be done with it now. 2 more weeks to go. And then begins the insecurity of arriving and the mountain of beginning. Yet,
"I have a shelter in the storm
when troubles pour upon me
When fears are rising like a flood
my soul can rest securely
Oh Jesus I will hide in You
My place of peace a rest
No trial is deeper than your love
that comforts all my sorrows
With faithful hands that cannot fail
You'll bring me home to heaven"
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