Where I saw my eldest daughter become a woman of courage and my middle daughter following her lead.
And yet, after all of the fabulous videos have been viewed and reviewed; after all the Facebook Friend Requests have been accepted; after our last meal with our racer, and our tearful good-byes, I’m home. Where my van lost it’s alternator belt at 1:00am, on the way home from the airport. Where the dogs peed on the floor while I was away, the refrigerator leaks and the air conditioning does not work. And most importantly, where my racer is not. Where life continues on in at a very anticlimactic pace. And yet, I am thrilled.
Oh my goodness! With a resounding, “YES!” And I cry because of it.
But I also know we serve an awesome God. The God of the Journey. The God of Kingdom Purposes. The God who casts out all fear and whose calmness supersedes any and all anxiety. The God of protection, who loves His Children like no other. The God of the Universe who called Joy to set Graduate School and a full time job aside. To sell her worldly belongings, take up her cross, and follow Him. Who challenged her to physically go and help ‘the least of these,’ and in the course of such, find herself. Who challenges her daily to find Him. To know Him.