It Was December.

It was December as Austin and I made our way down I-25 that I sat back in the passengers seat and suddenly felt this decompression of my heart and mind. It was December when I departed from a place that still holds a piece of my heart. It was December when I stood in rain puddles and prepared myself for what was a huge leap of faith and complete surrender.

I mean common who am I? I had never had the desire to raise my own salary monthly. I had no desire to reach out to people and ask for their financial support yet my heart was softened to the idea and changed by the opportunity to serve in a new place and for a purpose that He had placed deep within me before the earth was created.

Photo Cred: Carl Costas

Before that it was July and I felt these heartstrings being tuned to a different genre. The same God who softened Pharaoh's heart to let his people go, was in the process of changing my heart. Stripping bitterness, exhaustion and staleness away from the various crevasses that I had come short of maintaining in my season of numbness. He began to awaken this soul in transitional directions.

It was December when I put all of my possessions into a car and drove toward something unknown while leaving something so known that it startled my depths as it sank in that I wouldn't be returning to the normalcy that I had known for nearly 5 years.

It was December when I had made a decision. The decision was to follow, obey and commit the entirety of myself to go wherever He led me. That was on a brisk night in a coffee shop/ used book store in Pennsylvania that had one of the best Roasted Red Pepper spreads I had ever experienced. It was December when I walked out of that coffee shop and the weight of my burdens, sins and past had rolled off my back as I hopped on my bike through snow and night sky. It was December when my life truly began when I was 23...

Being born is a hard uncomfortable situation. I wouldn't know physically because I was too young to remember. But spiritually comes in the same type of context.

It was December when I came home after moving west to follow as I had promised and I couldn't wait to get back. It was December when I couldn't wait to leave the place I had been called to for so long. Returning after 2 bike tours cross country and reluctantly obeying and seeking faith that He was faithful in what He asked of me.

Across America 2013

Across America 2013

It was December both times when I returned from South Africa with a wrecked yet joyful heart of the friends I had made and the work of Gods hands that I witnessed in his children and his creation. It was December when cultures collided from warm to cold. From welcoming to personal bubble patrols in Cities I had never really explored on my own before. Grace soaking into the empty feeling spaces and redeeming his love as I conversed with loved ones.

South Africa 2013

It was December when I departed permanently from the establishment I had thought I would be at forever. It was December when I drove up the road with the windows down to smell the air that the canopy provided and let the dampness of the duff seep into my skin and soul for the last time to rejuvenate and bless me for the last time until we meet again.

Redwood Forest

Giant Sequoias

Redwood Forest

Spring 2011

It was December 2 years later as I sat next to my Husband headed to New Mexico for New Years and suddenly the decompression of my heart, the continual healing of time and His grace and mercies renewing again and again who I am and reminding me of who I was. It was December when I how incredible that season of my life under the canopy really was. It was December when I finally let go of the door knob and began to take steps away from the closed door FULLY into this season I now currently stand...

It is January and I stand with a thankful heart and new perspective. Humbled by His faithfulness and thankful for His Grace, compassion and mercy on my stumbles.

It is January.





-Keep Adventuring.





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