Passport in Hand

      

     Today I returned home to the greatest of all surprises: my passport! I did not expect it for another 5 or 6 weeks, but the minute I saw that envelope my heart began to race. The excitement that came with holding the unopened piece of mail, knowing the priceless worth that it held, and knowing how many doors it opened for me was enough to put a smile on my face and an extra skip in my step. I had not been home for more than 3 minutes and I had already run to every room in the house showing it off. I felt like a little girl on Christmas morning. There is just something about holding the power to take adventures that is unexplainable!

     Along with my excitement came yet another dose of peace and assurance as I am now another step closer to following God's call. Each and every detail seems to be working out; I know without a shadow of a doubt that I am doing exactly what I am supposed to be. God has been working in my heart for years, and I see it now more than ever. In a time when I should be scared to death about all that is changing, I am overjoyed and resting in the comfort of the One who is sending me. My sole fear at this point is taking bucket baths, which is a teeny tiny idea to get used to between now and August. God continues to amaze me each and every day. With each new discovery He proves to be laying the way. With each day that passes He proves to be holding me close as excitement grows and fears diminish. I serve an amazing God who has called me to do amazing things: what an honor to say that I am His.

     Tonight I'll fall asleep with a smile on my face and joy in my heart as I think about all that He has entrusted me to do.