his adventure.

I'm at that point where I need some rest.  The crew went out for Mexican food and I decided to stay back just this once and let my brain soak in some quiet...some quiet that I need after a weekend in the Galapagos, lots of school nights out, being dragged along on a 30 day workout with Kim, climbing Pichincha, feeling disconnected with friends in the States because of their Spring Break, my Spring Break, and then their Easter Break, and suffering from full brain syndrome.

[the view I love so much. my thinking place.]

I went out with Kimmie for a couple hours today.  After all the soreness she has caused me this week she owed me something...and I settled for Cinnabon.  We talked about how funny it is that sometimes we think our timing is so good and we try to plan out all of these crazy awesome adventures that benefit the Kingdom and allow us to live it up...and how sometimes God just says, "No." It's just not always His timing.  Sometimes I forget to ask.  I jump into something assuming that God will love it...but I forget to ask if that's what He wants.  I forget to ask Him to show me the center of His will and to put me there...because that's where I really want to be.

Sitting in the middle of CCI, at a round table with cinnibon goo and spilled ice between us, Kim and I had this thought:  How lucky are we to be living in the midst of the greatest adventure ever?  Saying yes to God, trusting Him to guide my life, and following where He leads is the greatest adventure imaginable.  I have NO IDEA what He is going to do with this life and yet I choose to follow.  That's crazy.  It's absolutely nuts...but so incredibly worth it.  I couldn't imagine my life any other way.  That's not to say that I do it perfectly--because I don't--BUT I am so incredibly blessed and excited to be living His adventure, marked by His love, His life, His faithfulness, and His hope.

Praise Him for His adventures being greater than mine.