Moving On Down

A little over a year ago, you could find me humming the song "Moving on up" from the show the Jeffersons. My little third floor attic apartment with the steepest stairs on earth has served me well. I have loved me time in Berwyn, PA in my quaint little neighborhood where I could walk to everything I really needed. But as of this weekend, I will be packing up and moving on down those steep stairs.

As each day moves on the reality of my impending adventure becomes more and more real. Saying good bye becomes more and more indefinate when or even if I will see some people again, and I begin each day to feel the loss of most things familiar.

Yet I look forward to the changes with the anticipation that God is good; and He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow.