but a sojourn.

Today I sat in a coffee shop on the island.

The same coffee shop I sat in about two months ago.

The same seat I had been sitting in after my interview.

The seat where I had sat across from my mother discussing the decision.

The decision to move to Long Beach Island and start a new life.

At the time I was torn.

I was excited about the location and the opportunity to serve.

But, I was scared and blinded by the comforts of home. 

Attempting to project my potential life.  Here or There?

And as I sat in the same seat this morning.

Having spent two months in my new life.

I was okay. 

And surprisingly at peace.

Thank you God.

Psalm 143.