I am in a plane headed for training camp in Tennessee. Some interesting feelings floated up this morning as I was leaving for the airport. I’m not even leaving the country, but the process of saying goodbye to family and having them pray for safety was an eye opener to how a was taking the situation. When I was down in the airport and even now as I type this, I come to the realization that I’m leaving everything I have known for at least a year! For a while now I had thought about what an amazing experience it will be and how I can’t wait to share His love with everyone I come into contact with. I hadn’t really thought about the act of leaving. I had been holding it off and this “mini” leave showed me that it’s a bigger deal than I was giving it credit for. I am flying over the Sierra Nevada Mountains right now and am so awed by how beautiful God’s creations truly are. I will be able to see even more of this as I travel the world. I will be taking pictures of so much so that everyone that takes interest in this blog will be able to enjoy Papa’s beauty with me. I did it again. It is so easy to leave in my mind without even thinking about the goodbye. This trip to Nashville is already crashing down my preconceived realities.
We just started our decent into Vegas and I am excited to see what the Lord has in store for me there. I don’t know how long I’ll be there. I am flying standby and flights are filling up all around me. Six months ago I would be frantic! It is so great to be able to trust in and rely on my God to get me where I need to be at exactly the second I am supposed to be there. All I need do is walk in His presence and make sure I have my ear open to His voice so that I don’t miss out on the fun of His Kingdom!
So I am in Nashville and the process of getting here was a great experience. As the last group was boarding the plane to Nashville I decided to pray for His will in my travels. I was told by at least three travel agents that I wasn’t going to get on this flight. The last one I talked to seemed to be the only one that mattered. She said, “We’re booked but you might as well wait it out and see what happens.” Not very encouraging, but when my name was the only one called out of almost 20 others on standby I got the picture. He has plans and I need to conform to that reality and not my own. Because I made that flight I was able to talk with two awesome women of God for a couple hours. Also, before I left for the airport, my family was praying for me and my brother in-law told me about this guy that the Lord was showing him in detail. He told me that the Lord was going to put this guy in my path and that he needed to be encouraged. This morning in the hotel lobby this guy sat next to me! Papa you never cease to amaze me! Great talk and I got to freak out the people in the lobby by praying for Ernest.
You know those shoes that you take with you no matter where you’re going? They’re comfortable, familiar, and reliable. Mine wore out; in more than one way. I bought two new pairs of shoes for the Race and I’m sorta still getting used to them. That’s what this all feels like as well. Papa has given me new traveling shoes and as they are breaking in, so am I. This new me, this clay, is being molded and sometimes it feels a little weird. The good news is that I am starting to truly trust the Potter.
