another traverse

another traverse • “God’s reward for prep is spontaneity”...a wise phrase from our good friend, Andi ...a phrase that was written on the white board in our room in big letters a month ago...underneath a poorly sketched map of our route for this trip.

each trek across the desert is never the same as the one before but this one held much more weight to it. and it kept loyal to our white board sketch and did not go as “prepped” but honestly it’s better that way.

there was no elaborate agenda other than keep it simple and listen to the Lord...and stay awake. the only thing established was roughly where we would sleep in between and the hard deadline of Amber’s flight.

we had been awake for around 36 hours and fixed a busted tire before catching a sleep in Glorieta on day one......the days and nights just melted together after that.

the ocean captured our affections all over again...it’s limitless power and beauty brought such joy to our souls.

yet it seemed like california came all too soon. I just wasn’t ready to say goodbye to my sister...

// in a time when there is so much tragedy happening on the other side of the world, I feel almost guilty for the sadness that comes with all these temporary goodbyes when others are facing death and forced separation by the hands of the enemy. the immensity of that heartache is just unfathamable.

yet I’m also confronted with the urge to just block it all out...to let numbness and passivity settle in...to just move onward without thinking about any of it.

but no, the stubborn pursuit of the next thing doesn’t change the present reality. if I am desiring God’s heart, numbness cannot have a place in my own.

so I’m choosing to see and draw near...to pray for the heart of God to wash over my thoughts as transition to a new life comes into fruition...to pray fervently over our persecuted brothers and sisters in Afghanistan and all over the world...to stand firmly on the truth that He still has the victory.

grateful for the desert and a deep well of friendship in my friend, Amber. thank you for calling me back to the hill country a year and a half ago. I will treasure you and this season forever...