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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Destination: Excellence

This was originally written on May 30th...just saying...

I thought that today was going to be for the most part like any other day, or any other time on a trip where you travel...well I was wrong.

Today was a new day, a beginning of a new chapter, a chapter that hasn't even begun to be written.

Today was extraordinary, but not a rare type of day.  It was one of those day where you find the beauty of it all and for those brief moment every good memory or feeling is all brought into one emotion, and for those brief moments it is almost as if everything you know as ugliness or hurt wasn't there and everything is just...perfect.  Almost like nothing can touch you.  Now those days my friends - are the ones we live for.

It started at 5:20 a.m. - I woke up to get ready to embark on an adventure that God wanted me to partake in - I was going to Chicago for the majority of the summer with a leadership program that focused on evangelism and discipleship.  So going on about 3ish hours of sleep I imagined that I would most likely be sleeping on the bus on our soon to be almost 14 hour trip with all of our stops/breaks calculated in.  However, when we loaded up zZz's were not what was heard, but laughter & excitement and new bond & friendships forming.

However, the restlessness soon caught up with all of us and everyone slowly began to find their ipods and their pillows.  Seeing as I thought that we would be crammed for space I did not bring a pillow for the trip.  But the good news is that I would have missed the experience God  today that God has already given me.

Maybe it wasn't just the Explosions in the Sky I was listening to, or the fresh greenery that the last month of raining gave us.  But the moment that I just spoke of earlier was not just a coincidence, rather it was destiny (for lack of better words).  As I looked out my window of our bus onto the flat lands of Arkansas for the last time for a bit it was similar to those of when you are a child and you are starring out your window expectantly for Santa to arrive.  So, while marveling over God's creation we were passing fields and I noticed to airplanes *while listening to Explosions in the Sky - Your Hand In Mine* everything seemed to be as though it was perfect while the two planes maneuvered gracefully throughout the blue sky over the fields, it was a moment of pure beauty.  I just had to think to myself...what a moment and couldn't hold back a smile.  You don't get a lot of moments like that if you're not taking the time to allow God to show them to you.

For some reason while riding on the interstate I like reading billboards and road signs as well as semis and what they are hauling...I guess you could say that it's somewhat of a healthy curiosity.  Anyway, soon after we passed the planes we are passing a semi and of course I look and the load it was hauling and I thought what in the world is that for?  Well as we are getting closer to the cab I can see on the back of the truck it says: 

Destination: Excellence

I then had reconfirmation that this summer was going to be excellent and I was going to grow and learn and experience so many new things and I couldn't wait.

All in all, I am thankful for that and even though things aren't clearly mapped out in the essence of moment...it didn't matter and I knew God is taking care of me just as He always has.  Sometimes in our busy schedules that's hard to do when we think of how we need to do this and we need to do that.  Instead our initial thought process should be giving it to God...ye of little faith, I guess you could say.  That is a hard thing to do with the distractions and busy world we live in today.  My hope is that I strive to be more like that after doing aXis this summer and that we will be able to impact people's lives in Chicago and show everyone God's Love.

p.s. We made it in 13 hours with 4 stops and I love it here. :)


she is love...and she is all that i need.

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