Do not be afraid when a man becomes rich, when the glory of his house is increased; for when he dies he will carry nothing away; his glory will not descend after him.
As another school-year draws to rapid end, I have begun feeling that something momentous ought to accompany it. This end marks Ian’s completion of his undergraduate education and the final break between myself and my senior friends. It also means that in 11 days my plane will take off for Heathrow and I will begin the scariest journey of my life thus far.
More than those things, though, the end of this year points me towards the end of next year. Now I watch seniors MQPing, job searching; next year, I will do those things. It’s more than a little hard to imagine because I feel exactly as if I just left for college this year. It scares me to realize that not only do people think I’m an adult (do they?), but I have to act adult. Just like Kendra, our dear departing Bible Study leader in the picture here. I can only aspire to be a dult like Kendra.
– KF –