In two weeks, I head to St. Augustine, Florida to start an adventure that will completely change my life. 

In two weeks, I travel from my hometown of Tallahassee, Florida across the country to Portland, Oregon with my best friend (also conveniently named Emily). We'll be making stops in new places along the way and growing through the whole experience. 

Two weeks.

Twenty sunsets.

Two girls. 

Twenty years.

About a year ago, my best friend and I ran into each other at a coffee shop. We lost touch after I changed high-schools, but once we were together, it felt like nothing had changed. Both of us were in weird places in our lives where we felt a pull somewhere else, but didn't quite know what that meant for us. 

God perfectly crafted our paths to cross drawing us toward Portland to pursue Him. 

He continues to show me that this is where He wants me. 

I just have no idea what it's going to look like. I start a twenty-day road trip across the country with my best friend in two weeks and I'm incredibly excited, but I'm also incredibly anxious. What will I do? Where will I live? Will I have another job I don't enjoy? Will I go to school? What if I'm wrong about God's heart for me? So it goes, until I'm sitting in my bed at two in the morning worrying. 

And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin,  yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. "Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. (Matthew 6:25-34, ESV)

So, now the anxiety has become sweet, freeing, wild anticipation.

Anticipation for what this beautiful One is putting together for me, for my friend, for the communities around us.

Anticipation for the day when I can look back and see His hand moving each moment gently until my life is a symphony sharing His story with the people I connect with. 

And so, my prayer for this new season is that my heart would be ever-wild with love for my Father, that my heart-strings would be tuned to His own. I pray that I would be ever-present in each moment, knowing that He has designed it for me; to grow me, to show His glory, and to make me more like Him. My heart cry for this season and this life is that my Beloved Creator would draw me after Him and that I would run with a free heart. 

ever free, ever true, ever kind