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The door closes softly, gently
Finality echoes through the silence
The end of a night
The end of an era

Where laughter once reigned
Now memories
Where ideas sprang to life
Now distance

The bond between us never dies
Shimmering across time and space
The start of chapter
The start of a new day

Well, it's over. My final official duty as Creative Arts Director at my church ended as the last of my leaders rose after a satisfying meal and fellowship, stepped across the threshold and journeyed back to the Hills.

I feel sadder than I thought I would. Part of me wants to keep holding on, to keep me hand in here and there and influence things. But I know I have to let go - to let these leaders that I've raised up and trained find their own way in the ministry and use their own passions and gifts for God.

The next time I see them at a major Creative Arts event, I'll be sitting in the congregation at Christmas Eve, cheering them on as they see their hard work come to fruition and enjoying their ministry which will encourage me and point me to God. Two years of sowing and watering has left a legacy which I didn't realise until tonight and I know it was all God's work.

*sigh*