Sunday Sentiments: Commencement

 

            Last Sunday marked 28 years since I graduated from high school. While it doesn’t seem possible that so many years have gone by, I am also profoundly grateful that I graduated then and am not trying to muddle through the obstacles that today’s students have in front of them. I’m not sure I could have handled it.

            Today is graduation Sunday around here, and I’m also grateful it’s not sit-in-a-hot-gym-for-hours day for me today. (Why does graduation always fall on the hottest day ever?)

            But today is a commencement of sorts for me. (Commencement, by the way, means beginning. I don’t think we often think of that when it relates to a graduation ceremony. Feels more like an ending, doesn’t it?) Today commences a short season for me in which I share a series of messages at our church.

            I’ve known about this commitment for several months. I’ve been praying over this time and am excited that it’s finally here. But it comes with a healthy weight of responsibility over my soul. I have combed through my message over and over this week, trying to make sure each piece of it is what it should be. Yesterday, during lulls in the garage sale, I sat and reread the passages, praying again that if there was anything I should change, that I would know.

            If you think of me today and throughout this summer, will you pray for me? I want to do well with this assignment. I want to represent God well. I want to honor Him with my words. I want to lead well and learn much.

            Today commences a new season. I can’t wait to see what it brings!