the last

In twenty minutes, I will have my last class at The College. 

It's hard to believe, harder still to understand.  I feel like I should be excited or sad, but it mostly just feels like I'm going to class.

Like normal. 

And it occurs to me that life is made up of these little normal moments that slide by.... sometimes unnoticed, sometimes celebrated, sometimes grieved. 

I want to learn to take pictures.  So that I can make a record of normal moments.  If I had a camera right now, I'd take a picture of my coffee cup, my books, my planner and phone strewn across this desk, laying on coat and scarf crumpled up but relieved of the cold.  And although the awful fluorescent light would probably skew the beauty, I would record this moment. The normalcy of finishing something you started.

May my song and prayer and testimony be that, by the grace of G-d,  "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." (2 Timothy 4:7)  May I notice the normal, be present in it, and live it in faithfulness.