Lead on, O King Eternal! 2011, you were a year of trying patience that wore me down to newfound layers of anxiety and release. You brought my to my knees, to tears, to indifference, to delusional fantasies, to heart palpitations, to anger and annoyance, to corporate volleyball tournaments, to Rise of the Planet of the Apes, to my twenty-third birthday in New York, to my first Thanksgiving back home in five years, to planning a wedding, to a startling realization of humility in the moments as I left you for 2012. My Bible study teacher in high school told our class once that we could see God most actively and definitively working in our lives each year while we were in high school. It suggested this sense of urgency as if everything would become monotone and dry once we were out of our teen years. I'm approaching two years out of college, and I can say with assurance how incredibly how wrong he was. Almost ten days into a new year and I've done something that I've never done before, something that I've always been afraid of. And I've discovered that I have so much more to grow. And I have people who will grow with me. Lead on, O King Eternal! Lead me on and I will run after You.