In Which I Travel Again.....

Here we go again.
Ah! The life of a wayfaring stranger. I'm a wee bit gypsy, I think.
Travel and new homes.
New friends and new faces.

I've kissed the new little face I came to see in Georgia, so this weekend will find me traveling again. Kentucky should be another month of new little people and learning.
I'm sure that too, will look different than I expect it to.


 This 'coming home' thing is not as simple as one might think. While I find open arms and kindness everywhere I turn, my heart doesn't feel settled anywhere. My season in the Philippines is over, yet Wisconsin, with all it's charm and beauty, is not a permanent settling place for me.

And this heart wasn't made to settle. It was made to strive for more.

I have a bit of a fear of 'falling into' the hustle and bustle of everything here, and forgetting to move on.

My prayer at present is for purpose and vision. For clear direction and next steps.
In this season I'm knocking on doors, turning over stones, and trying to find a place that God is working so I can join Him.

And I'm trying to rest. Refresh. Rebuild.






As usual I have big dreams and big ideas. The difficulty now is sorting out the ones that belong to me, and the ones that come from Him.

I'm striving to be prudent and diligent in the meanwhile, stewarding my time in a way that will honor Him.

The God of all peace is where my heart finds home. He is my vision and my soul's true desire.
May this wanderlust keep me ever cognizant that this world is not my home. May it keep me from settling for comfort over courage. May it turn my face ever toward Him.