As graduation approaches, the reality of life after college is beginning to set in. Next year I, the girl who has only left the Midwest a half dozen times, will travel to 11 countries spread across three continents. I will sleep in a tent on the floor with all of my belongings strategically stuffed inside my backpack. I will give up many of my first world comforts for a more simple life. And while most of my friends have been excited for my future and have expressed their desire to join me, a few have thought me crazy. They can only see third world countries with pain and illness. They feel the potential for personal discomfort and undesired interacts. They look through eyes of worry and fear. They hear the stories of people’s lives who have survived through the horrors in this world. They express concern for my safety and wellbeing. But, this is not what I see.
I see healing and strength. I feel the potential for personal growth and new experiences. I look through eyes of belief and love. I hear the stories of those who have not only survived horrors, but are now thriving in their lives’. I know I am safe and protected with His arms around me. I know You have broken my heart for what broke Yours. I know the consequence of that is I will never be satisfied by things of this world. I know I am being called to help others. I know this is the path I was always meant to take. I know I am Yours.
