You can't run, you can't hide. You can't run, don't even try. You can't hide from the Lord.
Australia.
A word found often upon my lips. A word so familiar, yet so unknown. A word I've been talking about, thinking about, and dreaming about for the past six months, but a word that is not yet a reality to me.
Tomorrow I will begin my journey towards making Australia a reality. I will be saying goodbye to a weeping mother, a smiling father, and all that is known to me and stepping onto an airplane that will carry me across the globe and eventually dump me in a brand new world.
Terrifying? Yes. Sensational? Absolutely.
I am out of my mind excited for this trip. I have dreamt of traveling abroad since middle school and I can't believe how blessed I am that my dream is coming true. I am so thankful for this privilege, as I know many people are unable to take part in a trip like this, and I pray that I will humbly take advantage of each and every moment.
In some ways I am running away. Running from the problems I have back here, running from the complexity of growing up, running from the undesirable drama of college, running from a multitude of memories that taunt me and remind me of the past. I must not let myself merely run away, I must push myself to run forward into the glorious and great unknown that the Lord has in store for me. I cannot run from Jesus. It is impossible to hide my face from him. No matter how far I travel Jesus will be there. He'll be sitting with me on the plane, helping me navigate through a strange new city, greeting me at my host family's house, teaching me wonderful lessons in my classes, and giving me the courage to dive deep into things I once feared.
I am going down under. I am getting swallowed up into the belly of the beast. And even when I'm being carried about in the sea, I know I'll be in good company, for Jesus will meet me there. He will call to me when things get dark. He will lead me to land when I am lost. He will provide shade when I am tired. He's got my back at all times, and if I'm lucky, he will use me to carry along his message with the boldness of a prophet.
I have nothing to be afraid of, not even the belly of the beast.
"In trouble, deep trouble, I prayed to God. He answered me. From the belly of the grave I cried, ‘Help!’ You heard my cry." -Jonah 2:2
A word found often upon my lips. A word so familiar, yet so unknown. A word I've been talking about, thinking about, and dreaming about for the past six months, but a word that is not yet a reality to me.
Tomorrow I will begin my journey towards making Australia a reality. I will be saying goodbye to a weeping mother, a smiling father, and all that is known to me and stepping onto an airplane that will carry me across the globe and eventually dump me in a brand new world.
Terrifying? Yes. Sensational? Absolutely.
I am out of my mind excited for this trip. I have dreamt of traveling abroad since middle school and I can't believe how blessed I am that my dream is coming true. I am so thankful for this privilege, as I know many people are unable to take part in a trip like this, and I pray that I will humbly take advantage of each and every moment.
In some ways I am running away. Running from the problems I have back here, running from the complexity of growing up, running from the undesirable drama of college, running from a multitude of memories that taunt me and remind me of the past. I must not let myself merely run away, I must push myself to run forward into the glorious and great unknown that the Lord has in store for me. I cannot run from Jesus. It is impossible to hide my face from him. No matter how far I travel Jesus will be there. He'll be sitting with me on the plane, helping me navigate through a strange new city, greeting me at my host family's house, teaching me wonderful lessons in my classes, and giving me the courage to dive deep into things I once feared.
I am going down under. I am getting swallowed up into the belly of the beast. And even when I'm being carried about in the sea, I know I'll be in good company, for Jesus will meet me there. He will call to me when things get dark. He will lead me to land when I am lost. He will provide shade when I am tired. He's got my back at all times, and if I'm lucky, he will use me to carry along his message with the boldness of a prophet.
I have nothing to be afraid of, not even the belly of the beast.
"In trouble, deep trouble, I prayed to God. He answered me. From the belly of the grave I cried, ‘Help!’ You heard my cry." -Jonah 2:2
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