I look back at my Raytown congregation that, following my Russian tradition, gave me a blessing for the journey that just begun. I still visit some of my members in the hospitals, answering their e-mails and phone calls. I am patiently waiting for God to show me the final destination of my transition. I am still in limbo, but I know with all my heart that one day I will understand every moment of my present context of transition as clear as I see my new plants. It is too hot for planting, and I could see how this transition is tough on them for the first two-three days, but what a joy when they start blooming, becoming healthy and joyful again! All they need is patience and watering, the rest will happen by itself. Transition sometimes is simply being.
I feel good about what I accomplished in Raytown and with Paul I recite, “I am confident of this: that the one who began a good work among you will bring it to completion by the day of Jesus Christ.” (Philippians 1:6).