I love talking with people who attended Moody.
I love hearing their stories.
Stories about CPO and bro/sis and chapel speakers.
Stories about Founder’s Week and orientation and flagpoling.
Stories about their lives and hearts and how they grew while at Moody.
The stories, their experiences and memories, are funny and encouraging and hopeful.
Funny because the same shenanigans that they got into are still going on around here. And sometimes funny because never in my life would I have thought to do that.
Encouraging because they lived this crazy, full, confusing, fulfilling, rewarding Moody life and they turned out just fine.
And hopeful because they made it. They made it through the four-year growing process that is Moody. They loved, they learned, they grew, and they made it.
And I think I’m going to make it, too.