My foot is hanging in mid-air...

Take a moment and picture a giant...


Good, now picture him walking along a road. Imagine how long it takes for this giant to take each stride, how long it takes for him to lift his back foot off the ground and bring it out in front of his other foot and lower it to the ground. Now keep this picture in your mind and you'll understand quite easily the state I am and have been in for a while now. You see, I have taken my foot off the ground and began stepping into this wonderful new part of my life. This current step is the one that will land in my being in Macedonia for two amazing and life changing years. While my foot is off the ground, it hasn't quite landed yet, but some how I feel as if this step is somehow completed and my thoughts constantly go towards where my next foot fall will land. This next footfall is what will happen after my journey to Macedonia. Where will I go? What will I be doing? Who will be involved in it? Although some would warn against me looking so far ahead at this point, seemingly neglecting the 2 years I'll be in Macedonia, I feel somewhat content with it! I surprise myself with that point, and almost scare myself with that point. Then I remember, this trip began as something not my own. It was something that I was called into, something pre-determined for me. When I decided after nights of tears and struggling over a measly application to go ahead and do it, I had to decide to let go of it at the same time. I am the type of person who likes to have some say in how I do things. I like to organize priorities, even though I don't appear like I do at times, I do! I like to have some control. With this trip, I knew from the beginning, and for the better, that I had no control over it. I didn't know where I was going to go, who I was going to serve with, how I was going to get there, what I was going to do! I had no say in it from the beginning. Of course, yes, I did decide in a sense to go to Macedonia with this specific missionary but it was only because God led me to this point of security in it. So should I be thinking of the next giant stride of my life even though my foot hasn't even fallen to end the stride I'm on yet? I don't think so, but I do think I need to be focused more on this stride to be completely honest. I think that's the balance of walking...