When God called me on this big adventure, he had put the word Wild on my heart. I had this idea of what wild was going to look like... I imagined it as this total freedom and bliss, living life dancing in fields of wildflowers, and being filled with the joy of the Spirit.
LOL As if.. Lol This trip so far has 100% been WILD… but not in the least bit like that.
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I am relearning the Lord’s heart for me.
I really struggled with anxiety when planning this trip. I was so nervous that something bad was going to happen that would prevent me from going on this great adventure I had been planning, praying, and prepping for. I feel like I can somewhat easily trust God with my fears, my worries, and my struggles, but through the course of planning this trip, I realized that I have a hard time trusting God with my hopes and dreams. I think a lot of that comes down to some broken dreams I have had over my life. I am not a rugged traveler. lol
Whenever I told people that I was going to go on a nomad journey, I would always get asked if I was going to be living the van life or camping. I had to laugh a bit because as much as I would love to be a feral mountain chick, I am just not that (at least for now) lol All that to say, I splurged a bit on my stays, and got some lovely airbnbs. |
Note From Author:God talks to me through nature. I hope and pray He talks to you through my writings here.
Stay Wild Friends. |