A New Chapter

I’ve always loved to write. When I was younger and throwing a tantrum, I would hide under my bed and write mean things about my parents on my wooden bed boards. I’m embarrassed to admit that my father still has one of these (he is not and has reminded me of it more than once.) Luckily, my writing is less spiteful now; I’ve been through almost ten journals and enjoy looking back on them and soaking in the moments of my life depicted on the pages. But when I left my previous job, I didn’t write. For nearly three months. This has never happened. I had so many thoughts and emotions but for some reason couldn’t pick up a pen. I still don’t know why this was but I find it interesting. And somewhat sad. I’ve always been able to write, even when I was going through something tough. I’m happy to say that pause is over and I’m back to the norm, although I do wish I wrote more.
 
I explain all of this because I want to express in a small way how much writing means to me. I didn’t go to Ball State and double major in journalism and telecommunications to become a news anchor. I did that because I love to write. That evolved and the path took me to the anchor desk briefly and now I am off it doing something entirely different.
 
And I mean entirely. During my first week at Trinity, in our weekly staff meeting, we began with a prayer. This is not something that happens in a morning meeting in a newsroom. I don’t think it could be any more opposite, actually. It felt great. I went to the bathroom following the meeting and felt so happy I teared up. With guilt I admit, I’ve found myself in a bathroom at work teary eyed before, but that was not out of happiness.
 
I am new to Trinity and my position is new to the church. They want help connecting to our downtown neighbors and remaining relevant. We have a lot to figure out in going about that but I think that’s exciting. Making a career change was a big decision and at times I didn’t know what I was even doing, so I’m somewhat familiar with (very much ‘somewhat’) challenging the unknown. One thing I do know, however, is that my first three weeks at Trinity have been wonderful and I can’t wait for what’s next.