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I leave the day after tomorrow. So quickly this long-awaited day has come... ...but finally, I think I am ready. It's time.

Welcome to the beginning of a completely new journey! To those of you who will periodically or regularly read my blog, I deeply appreciate your care, support, and prayers. As I prepare to step on a one-way flight Monday morning, your standing behind me and keeping watch on the wall unspeakably strengthens my spirit. I named the web address of this blog “holding by the edges,” because in so many ways, I am. Though I’m returning to a place I have been before, I am holding by the edges something much larger than I, seeking to grasp with childlike understanding a reality much older. I am an infant in the shadow of the world’s vast need, asking God to teach me again how to walk through broken places with the childlike faith that so delights Him. Four months in Romania in 2007 began steeping me in a complex social history, one that I have since spent my Honors Research and an advanced writing project studying. The paradox of Romania and its people has been embedded in my thoughts, expressed ...