At the beginning of last week, I was faced with the daunting task of deciding when I was going to set the wheels of my tank-of-a-Volvo on the road bound for LA. September 18th rung in my ears, and wouldn’t stop ringing.

Now it’s 10 days before I leave, and reality is setting in: Salem isn’t my home anymore. Nor does it feel like it is. I’m excited, but scared. I think this may be the reason I’ve been so bad at communicating my leaving. Even to the people closest to me! Some may argue this to be a good indicator that I should stay here. I beg to differ. I’m standing on the threshold of something HUGE. God is ushering me into the next season of my life and it looks different than my life has ever been. I’m looking at an engagement sometime in the future with my girlfriend of over a year, I’m starting to pursue my love for film, and I’m delving into a ministry that… well, delves into the very heart of the hurting city of LA. Wouldn’t YOU be nervous?

God’s whispers reverberate inside of the very man I am, showing me the man I will become within the next few months. So, needless to say, the Almighty has been far from silent, and I feel far from alone. Truth be told, I feel like you guys are with me. I feel like us together are reaching LA. Thank you for those of you keeping me in your prayers.

I’ll be keeping ya’ll posted as my trek nears it’s departure of course. If you could keep me in your prayers, that would be hugely appreciated. Pray I get everything sorted out I need to get sorted out! I love you all, and I really hope to see most of you before I leave.