For over five years it has been my privilege and my joy to serve on the YLCF team. I have loved getting to know so many of you and seeing how God has refined and matured this community while maintaining the unique identity that makes YLCF what it is. I know it’s that same identity that has drawn regular visits and comments from so many of you, and even original written contributions. And I have to affirm and assure you, dear readers, that this identity is you. We have often said among the team that all efforts to maintain and supply this site with content would be worth it if even only one young woman out there was helped and cheered to know that she was not alone. But you—all of you faces and hearts behind the names—have blown our most modest hopes out of the water. You have come here, day after day, and read our writings; you’ve borne patiently when we haven’t said it quite the way we’ve wanted to and helped us become better writers by your questions and dialogue.
You have let me wear my heart on my sleeve and you have been kind to my words. It never gets easier to send them out into the world, and yet, you have given me a courage I lacked five years ago. I can scarcely imagine you know what your kindness has meant, but I can say in all honesty that I, who sought to be an encourager, have been on the receiving end of the blessing. I know of no stronger words but the simplest: thank you.
My season with YLCF—both behind the scenes and on the blog—has been unutterably sweet and precious to me. But it is just that: a season. For months now, God has been tapping me on the shoulder, pricking at my heart, asking if I have as much faith to lay aside this dear opportunity as it took to pick it up in the first place. New opportunities have been opening before me, new challenges and callings for my writing that require not only another wild leap of faith, but significant portions of my time, as well. Nevertheless, I halted on the brink of this decision for quite a while, simply because I didn’t want to make it. I didn’t want to hear what I knew God had already told me: it was time to step down from the YLCF team and follow the scent of His next adventure for me.
I’m not planning to disappear utterly, though. In between polishing up one book for publication and writing another I’ll still keep a section in my notebook for YLCF. And should God ever inspire me with words I think might be relevant here, I’ll definitely drop in to share them. Otherwise, I’ll be around, reading posts, following discussions.
And praying. I will never stop praying for you ladies.
I just want to add here what a tremendous delight it has been to serve alongside the other women on the YLCF team. I cherish the different backgrounds, lifestyles, callings and specialties represented here, all bound under one common love. Each of these ladies has a unique perspective, an eye for God’s beauty that is distinctively their own, and a voice tailor-made in which to tell of it. I am honored to count every one of them among my esteemed friends.
And I want to thank Gretchen for her untiring efforts to maintain YLCF to such a standard of appealing excellence. Y’all really have no idea how much she does. And never once, in all the behind-the-scenes technological tangles (in which I am not the least bit useful!) have I ever seen her lose her sense of humor or her single-minded vision for the purpose of this site. We all owe her much for following the lead of God’s nudges twenty years ago and for laying her gifts at the feet of her Master to the good of so many.
I love you all. God bless you and keep you and make His face to shine upon you.
Under the Mercy,