this one's for real.

Never put a comma where God puts a period 

AND 

Never put a period where God puts a comma

It's not over until God says it's over.

As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. "Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will make you fishers of men." At once they left their nets and followed him. Going on from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them, and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him. 

[Matthew 4:18-22]

East Lansing feels like an end.

As much as it can get me down to think about leaving my Spartan city, I faithfully wait for the moment Jesus says, "Come follow me."  

I pray that I can leave at once, drop my nets, and follow Him.

No strings attached.  A leap, a gallop, a skip towards the next phase - and immediately know that the God of the whole universe is protecting me.

The will of God will never take me where the grace of God won't protect me.

You all know well, that my ability to embrace change is not usually met with an optimistic spirit. Prayers are welcomed. My heart keeps referring to "It's Not About Me" by Max Lucado and "Through Painted Desserts" by Donald Miller as great examples of stories and people who have dropped everything and gone. 

Prepare my heart Lord.

Even if dropping everything means staying put. :)  Oh mixed signals.