This semester has been flying by. Student teaching, cycling, and friends have made the time pass swiftly. It’s March, which hopefully means warm weather and cycling tan lines.
While all those things are wonderful, there has been a stirring in my heart. Way back in the summer, before I left for kamp, the Lord started waking inside of me the sleeping giant. It was like a long slumber was lifting and true masculinity was waking up. In the aftermath of the greatest summer of my life, I learned a lot about life and love. A new girl. A new bike. And new relationships were all part of where the Lord was taking me. Then student teaching happened, an amazing Christmas break and more, full time teaching stole my time and left me gasping for breath. And now the giant is rumbling again.
I was in the car the other day thinking about how tired I was and how miserable the cold was and it struck me like thunder in the night, I am God’s man. Chosen for his purpose in his time. I am saved. I am justified. I am redeemed. As a smile spread across my face I began to think of all the Lord has done since my life flipped upside down and inside out.
I spent nine weeks in Thailand. (Where this blog started.) I lived in Branson, MO for six weeks, sleeping in a barn and hanging out with nine year olds. And somehow turned into a cycling/triathlon fanatic. Where physical conditioning was once a chore, it is now a lifeline.
But even still, it was all put on the back burner while I adjusted to school and teaching. And now, my heart is yearning for adventure again. A life worth living. A life full of the Gospel. A life full of love.
This past weekend I was able to lead a group of ninth grade guys into a growing relationship with Jesus Christ and was reminded of the power of the gospel. In the midst of my shortcomings, Christ died so that I might have life. He, being in very nature God, withheld his hand and did not delve out the punishment we so rightly deserved. And instead of a burning rage, grace stepped in and extended to us a choice to live life in community with the creator God. And my spirit is longing to be swallowed up and taken on the greatest adventure of all time. And so the giant inside is rumbling once again.
I do not know where I will be lead next. Or to what adventure is calling my name. But, I know that I will seek it. And pursue it. And give it everything I got. Blood. Sweat. Tears. Life.
But I have come that you may have life, and have it abundantly.
“So as far as I know we did not set sail to look for things useful but to seek honor and adventure.” – Reepicheep
So, let us seek…
Drink coffee. Ride a bike. Love too much.