Travel Day 1

*one month ago*

I am drawn out of a daze to look around at the boxes in my room. Each room holds a share of fond memories that I will soon have to leave behind. I walk along the hallway and remember the laughs and tears, the hugs and frustrations that have filled our home. Here is where I my energy soured, and crashed. I’ve loved our country home. Yet, there is so much more ahead.

So much more.

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Hope for Weary Hearts

The day was bright and the wind was rejuvenating. I pictured the crisp, blue water that I would soon be overlooking and could almost hear the excited waves lapping onto the shore. Running by the lake front was my quiet place where I felt my anxiety lighten. With every stride, I felt more at ease. Even though I ran for pleasure, I ran hard. Some days I felt as if I was carrying a heavy weight that held me back. What pushed me forward was the idea of finishing.

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In Our Place

“When communion with God had been one’s oxygen, ones meat and drink, throughout one’s whole life, without a single moment of interruption by sin-to suddenly bear the unspeakable weight of all our sins? Who could survive that? To lose that depth of communion was to die. The great love at the heart of the universe was being rent in two. The world’s light was going out.” [i]

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