These past few months I've been spending a lot of time thinking about Abram and his journey to become Abraham. A lot of waiting and trusting happened for him to earn those extra letters in his name. Over and over in the Bible we see God use the imperfect person and truly Abraham was an imperfect person. He made mistakes, but he was so in tune with God that Abraham was able to negotiate with God over the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. (Genesis 18:22-33)
I want to be that connected to God. So connected that I can intercede for others and God will listen. So connected that when God calls me to step out in faith, I will follow. So connected that I can fully trust and wait on God's plan for my life, no matter how long or hard it becomes.
In case you missed the memo, I've stepped out on a limb to follow God's leading to move again. On Friday, I finished packing up my classroom and stuffing my ducks into a tub to load it all into my car to drag back to my parents' home one last time. I said farewell to my students and coworkers while trying to hold back the tears. I have loved the two years I've spent in Colorado, but after many months of praying I knew that God was calling me elsewhere.
Before you ask, I have no idea where I am going. My parents are leaving on their own adventure at the end of June and selling the home where I grew up, which means after that I can no longer be their basement troll. As of now I have very few plans for the future. I have some small escapades and one big adventure (more on that later) on my horizon for the summer, but for now I'm settling into my parents' basement for a few more weeks of being a typical millennial and sponging off my parents while I search for the next step in this journey.
Keep watching for more updates as the story unfolds...but for now here's a few pictures of the beginning of the journey.
