Into Thin Air

So this is it. We're really leaving Boston after 12 years to move to Boulder, Colorado, a place we've visited exactly once, for a long weekend. This would seem stupid if it didn't almost exactly mirror the move to Boston 12 years ago. Of course, last time it was just me and my wife, moving from a small rental house in Tacoma to an even smaller hotel room in Harvard Square. That time, we had only visited Boston once, overnight. But it felt right, and other than the bitter cold (-40 wind chill the night we arrived) and a mild case of pneumonia for the first couple of weeks we were here, it all worked out amazingly well. Who needs planning, or lists of pros and cons, or… housing?

Yeah, we're moving to Boulder without a place to live -- though I'll settle that before the family arrives -- without a job, and without really knowing anyone in the area. We're going because it feels right, like our time in Boston has come to an end and God has a new assignment for us in Boulder. We don't know what exactly that is yet, but I suspect that mine has something to do with helping young software companies grow, with making work a fun place to be, and with sharing the experience I've gained in the last 12 years with a bunch of new people who need it. I suspect that my wife's job, as usual, will be to bless the heck out of a new group of friends, to remind them that they are special, unique, and loved, and to organize some parties that make people say, "Wow, you really didn't need to do all of this for us!" Because that's what we do. It also happens to be something that we seem to be uniquely gifted to do, so we'd better do it to the best of our ability, no matter where we are.

I expect this to be an adventure. I expect to see God do amazing things for us. I suspect that it will scare the heck out of me whenever I stop to think about what we're doing over the next few weeks. But it will be the good kind of scared, the kind you feel when you look down from the top of a mountain after climbing up a narrow trail, where you see the whole world laid out before you and a voice in the back of your mind says, "Hoo, boy, if you slipped now, you wouldn't stop falling for days!" But that voice is drowned out by the sound of creation singing before you, the trees waving their arms in joy, the rocks shining with light, and the clouds dancing across the sky. It's thrilling. It's terrifying. It's life, and we're embracing it to the fullest.
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