Well, sweet friends.
Tomorrow I begin a new season and a new adventure.
Tomorrow I begin a road-trip across the country ending in Portland, Oregon - my new home.
From beginning to end, here's the trip in a list (my favorite!):
St. Augustine, Florida
Charleston, South Carolina
Charlotte, North Carolina
Asheville, North Carolina
St. Louis, Missouri
Kansas City, Missouri
Colorado Springs, Colorado
Yellowstone National Park
Salt Lake City, Utah
Zion National Park
Grand Canyon National Park
San Luis Obispo, California
Big Sur, California
Santa Cruz, California
Yosemite National Park
San Francisco, California
Jedediah Redwood State Park
I'd be lying if I said I felt fully prepared.
I've made all the lists, written all the plans, and even created a back-up itinerary for if Emily and I can't decide on something to do. Somehow, though, I have a feeling that all of the butterflies in my stomach will go away as soon as I get in the car and drive.
I know that there is going to be so much growth on this trip and in this new city of roses. My soul is eager to begin, but let me not forget to be present. Today is the last day I will live with my parents, the last day I will live in a city whose name comes from a Creek word meaning "old town", the last day I will begin with a drive past my old high school, the last day I will see my cute little nephew when I get off work.
It is bittersweet to see the clear ending and beginning of a new season.
Most often, we do not know they are coming. New seasons come with break ups and new jobs, things that we do not plan for a year ahead. I am blessed to have had time to really prepare for this new season and yet, it was not me who had any power at all. I could not prepare myself for this trip, but our Creator alone who guides our steps. He has provided, He has prepared, and He will continue to grow us as we begin new seasons in this life.
As I write, I am learning that this is the putting together that my Father has done in me for tomorrow and every day after. He has taught me to look only at Him, not just when seasons end and begin, but always. Lists can't prepare me for this new season of life and adventure. Oil changes, first aid kits, new tents, and plastic boxes can't prepare me. The only thing that can prepare me for what my Beloved has for me ahead is keeping my eyes on Him and the present moment He designed for me to experience with Him.
Gosh, it is good to grow with God.
ever free, ever true, ever kind.