On August 30th, I spent the day worshipping with 62 people in the basement of a hotel, ran through the streets of New Delhi trying to hunt down some henna for Amanda, and then had several last coffee dates with my squad/ team mates to kill time at the Indian airport. Now fast forward two weeks, and here I am trying to make sense of it all. Did this past year really happen? Because, honestly, it feels just like a dream.
The first few days back in the states were awesome! I caught up with family and friends, visited my church, and hit up my favorite restaurants/ coffee shops. Then I loaded up my car with everything I own and road tripped all throughout East Texas, Arkansas, and Tennessee… Life was good! However, over the past couple of days reality began to set in.
What the heck is next?!
What am I doing?!
Where am I even going?!
Battling back and forth between the comfort of the familiar and the adventure of the unknown, I became completely overwhelmed. To escape I headed to my favorite mountain in Little Rock to hopefully gain some clarity. To my surprise, the only path that I knew up the mountain was closed for construction (of course it was), making me have to go down a path that was completely new to me.
As I walked throughout the trail I really didn’t have a clue what I was doing there. At one point I stopped (which happened to be at marker 11… Really?!) and started to read. Not knowing where to even start, I decided to go ahead and keep with the ’11’ theme and flipped to the New Testament, finding the 11th book, the 11th chapter, then the 11th verse:
Instantly a sense of encouragement and relief overcame my spirit. Heading back down that mountain the peace that truly transcends all understanding followed and I knew that everything would be okay. As I got into my car, I held on to the promise that GOD IS GOOD and headed, once again, into the unknown…
Hebrews 11:8
