It was a long drive from Grimsby to Hamilton a couple of weeks ago, attending the graduation of our youngest daughter Monika. Not that traffic was so backed up, or the distance so far. Our journey of kids going off to college started twelve years earlier, where distance was so much further. Driving from Abbotsford British Columbia, we packed a minivan, sporting a Tuli while pulling a tent trailer, making the thirty-two-hour trek to Dordt College in Sioux Center, Iowa, five Augusts in a row. We would camp at Children’s Park, do a couple of Walmart runs and get the kids settled in, before pressing “return”. Monika referred to our camp site as “Dordt Cottage.” Moving to Ontario cut the journey in half. Seventeen hours to the mid-west could now be done in a day. We were delighted when Monika chose Redeemer University College as her place of study. We became fans of the Royals women’s soccer team and loved watching the men play too. A few basketball games, Church-In-The-Box services, and having her come home for special occasions and weekends were bonuses. It seemed so close. Each of our kids struggled in their time away with one item or another. We were grateful for social support systems, caring professors and shared values among peers. We were thrilled with the world view each of them received, discovering Jesus in the classroom, God at work in calculus, physics and the sciences, the moral ethics and business of sports management, the Holy Spirit’s historical footprint of church shaping philosophy, ways of knowing God and missions, and understanding humanity in sociology. The financial price was steep, especially considering exchange on U.S. Dollars, and yet, three of the five have already paid off their debt (along with the debt of their spouses.) The drive to Redeemer University College marked the end of a twelve year journey, where each of us have attempted to “grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge…” Ephesians 3:18,19. Like every other graduate, their journeys have just begun. Their respective institutions have done everything they could to influence their graduates to be “filled to the measure of all the fullness of God,” and for each of us, that drive continues. It’s a long drive.