Do you trust me enough to bring you back?
Over the past few months I have wrestled with those words and found that the answer to my Savior's question is a meek, yet audible, "Yes."
As a recent college graduate, I recognize the blessing of even having a job, much less a job with a prestigious organization like Teach for America. The next two years will give me experience teaching in a low income, urban setting as well as a master's degree in education. Not a bad deal.
But when I decided to join the TFA corps, I did not join because of the opportunities it would provide, or the rigor of the program, or even the degree. I joined because Christ asked me a question. And at the end of the day, I gave Him an answer.
Yet my answer means my life has been uprooted, repackaged, and relocated in Kansas City, MO. It will be challenging. It will be exhausting. It will be disheartening. But I know it will be worth it.
And I know Manhattan will still be there when I am done. It will still be the city I love, the home I have always wanted, and the first love of my life. Over the last four years, New York has etched its skyline on my memory, and it will not let me leave for good. I know I could not do that even if I tried.
But for now, I will be getting acquainted with a new city. A midwestern city. Which is why, along with trusting my Savior to bring me back to the home of my heart, I must also trust Him to give me a heart that is present in a home it knows not.
I must trust Him to be my bread for today--each morning, every evening, during my waking and my resting.
I know He will make good on His promises.
