Baby Steps

I'm starting down a very old path. I'm not the first person who's gone this way, and I won't be the last. But, perhaps because of its history and decoration, it feels exciting and new. I'm looking into orthodoxy, as the Lutewises so vehemently argued I should (note: if one of you is reading this, seriously consider making a portmanteau out of that lovely last name of yours). It's a tentative thing for now. I'm not joining any monasteries. Not yet anyway. I'm just... intrigued. 

This might cost a lot. If this thing takes hold, or if I take hold of this thing, I might be risking much of my intended future. How will this affect my pull to missions? How will this change my friendships? Could I lose the people whom I like in a very special way?

Dr. Steele said that the Orthodox tradition is not about whether the church can give you everything you need, but about whether you can give all that you are to the church. I don't know. I guess I'll find out in the coming months.

I'm starting down a very old path. I will walk along the footsteps of friends, professors, saints and sinners. I am excited, and I am afraid. But, I trust the true light.