I have an excel spreadsheet entitled “life plans”, and going near it, at least at the moment, fills me with abject terror. A touch of morbid curiosity, but with a large dose of mind-numbing, gut-wrenching fear.
Working out what to do with one’s life is a scary business, and in particular when so much of it is out of one’s control.
Praise be to Him who is in control, who humbled himself, even to death on a cross.
The plan is to have a year or two in Auckland doing ministry stuff and/or a bit more study, and then to go to Aus for theology, then perhaps on to a PhD further afield. We’ll see how it works out.