Two years ago we moved to a town that is slightly northeast of Cincinnati. For the 2014-2015 academic year I taught at a university that was located on the west side of the city. Each day that I drove to campus I had the gift of driving around downtown Cincinnati and getting to see that skyline. My heart caught every time. It reminded me to continue praying for that city and area. Though sometimes my drive to and from that campus would last up to an hour (and I am not a fan of driving or being in a car for any extended period of time), I grew to love that drive because I got to see that skyline twice each day.
I chose not to renew my contract with that university for the 2015-2016 academic year and accepted a position with a school that was on the east side of the city. I no longer got to see that skyline. My drive was much shorter and I didn't enjoy it as much. My prayers for the city started to dwindle and it had been several months since I felt that catch in my heart.
Until yesterday.
This past weekend we returned home to Lexington from spending two years in the Cincinnati area. We know God called us to that area for that time, and He said it was time for us to come home. This week and part of next I will drive back to the Cincinnati area to complete a summer class that I am teaching. Due to the new direction that I am driving from to get to campus, I got to full-on see the Cincinnati skyline for the first time in a long time yesterday. It was beautiful, and I once again felt that catch in my heart. It reminded me to continue praying for that city and area. Even though we are no longer a part of that area, I can continue praying that God moves in large ways and that more people come to know His Son. Being a two-year resident of that community is now a part of who I am and I will always have a heart connection with the area. Though I may be gone from it, it will never be gone from me.