This was written in the notes on my phone on the last day of our ten day trek in Nepal.
Missing Home
Being in the mountains in Nepal and detached from the world taught me a lot.
With the distractions of the world removed it left God a lot of space to move. The challenges faced humbled me and the only option I had was to ask my Heavenly Father for His hand constantly. He showed up every time and never left me on my own. He is so truly good.
Right now I’m on a big crowded and bumpy bus on its way to Kathmandu, Nepal. Today is our final day of our 10 day trek (#legacyjourneynepal) and I’m physically exhausted. I have blisters, scratches, sore muscles, sinus congestion, and I’m physically spent. I truly feel God used us and I’m so glad He did. I’m beyond blessed to have had the opportunity and all of the support, prayer and encouragement from so many people that God used to make this all happen. I learned so much and I’m looking forward to rest and time to process it all but right now, in this moment, my flesh, my squishy heart misses Home.
I’ve been listening to podcasts from my home church (D3 Church) and I swear on one of them I heard my mom’s laughter. I’m willing to bet my dad was next to her laughing too. All I wanted to do was jump through the phone to that moment so I could laugh beside her.
Hearing Pastor Brad talk about Bitcoins in his sermon made me laugh because it’s something Chelsea and I would give him a hard time about. It made me miss sitting on their couch with them, Willow, and Sherlock and just spending time together.
Being on this trek made me think of my friend Chelsea again who taught me how to backpack and it made me wish so badly that she was with me because I know with all my heart she would’ve absolutely loved this experience.
I also thought of my community group and how much I miss Jen, Kyle, Lucy, Andrew, and The Mentaberry’s. I miss our conversations, our laughs, and all of it.
I miss my brother Skylar and my niece Kaylee and the joy of seeing them together.
I miss my AA meetings, my sponsor, and hearing people’s stories of what God has done and is doing in their lives.
I miss my workplace and my coworkers. I miss Dr Marvel, Maudy, Kim, Jenny, Shelley, Lindsey, and Betty.
I miss trying to get people to floss even though I know that’s a battle that can’t be won.
I miss Mrs. B’s fourth grade class and the silliness and joy that they have an endless supply of.
I miss D3 kids and teaching.
I miss flopping on my parents bed and just telling them the random things in my brain and hearing about their days and the random things in their heads.
I miss hearing about how my brother’s needy wiener dog Po Po will wake my dad up whining in the middle of the night because he wants to play.
I miss driving to Winnemucca mountain with Chelsea even when it’s freezing cold and listening to Taylor Swift.
I miss Crossfit and being able to go to a gym and lift up heavy things and put them down. I miss seeing the friendly smiling faces of the crossfit community (Bengochea’s, Don, Tava, Borowski’s, Sav & Heidi)
I miss being able to go to the freezer and try to eat my dad’s ice-cream without him noticing .
I miss being able to drink Le Crioux.
I miss a normal toilet with toilet paper nearby that I’m allowed to flush down.
I miss the easy accessibility of clean water and not wondering if even filtered water would make my stomach hurt.
I miss being able to trust food that is served to me.
I miss being able to go to a store, buy ingredients, and have the means to cook and bake.
I miss being able to get in a car and go wherever I want and listen to my music.
I miss being able to spend time alone in my room.
I miss getting a paycheck.
It’s in this moment that even in a crazy bus ride, In who knows where, Nepal, God still finds a way to speak to me when He knows I’m hurting. I hear Him through my headphones.
“Count on Me” by Needtobreathe
When you’re needing rest from the road
I will bring you in from the cold
When your wildest dreams wash away
I will rescue you from the waves
When you lose, when you rush
When you don’t feel strong enough
Everybody needs a pick me up
You can count on me
Come what may come what might
Everybody falls down sometimes
Don’t lose hope it’ll be alright
You can count on me
Yeah, you can count on me
When you’re feeling all alone
I will carry you back home
When you lose when you rush
When you don’t feel strong enough
Everybody needs a pick me up
You can count on me
Come what may come what might
Everybody falls down sometimes
Don’t lose hope it’ll be alright
You can count on me
Yeah, you can count on me
When you lose when you rush
When you don’t feel strong enough
Everybody needs a pick me up
You can count on me
Yeah, you can count on me
