This Road

This morning during my interment time with the Lord, as I respond to e-mails, journal, read a bit and back to e-mails -- it feels a bit scattered. And then, I'm stopped in my tracks as this song "This Road" comes on my Pandora station.  You know how a song can take you back to a moment better than words can? Well that's what this song does for me. When I hear it, it takes me back to the fall of my senior year of college, sitting on my bed in a basement room in our townhouse apartment shared with 4 other girls.  Sitting there, heart broken from a break up, seeking the Lord, asking him why in the world he would leave me in this seemingly hopeless situation with no clear direction of what steps I should take next.  Where do you want me Lord? Where will you take me? Will I be alone forever? 

Crazy. Crazy to think if I could just go back to that 21 year old sitting in her bedroom, alone searching, trusting and questioning if the Lord would pull through for her, and tell her about the amazing adventure Jesus had in store for her.  I don't think I would have believed the pages of this blog if I had  read them to her. She would have said, "Me? Really? That's what you have in store?!" A story of $5 guesthouses on the coasts of India, motorbike rides up mountains, longtailed boats around white beaches, starfish-studded beaches in Bali, a romance with the man of my dreams, a life in Chicago, 5 years of classroom teaching in blessed schools, running a marathon?!

It brings tears into my eyes that I expected the Lord to do any less.  That he is the God of adventures, the God of the best written love stories, the God that delights in seeing his children trust him. It blows my mind a bit that I think now, 6 years later that he has lost his ability to write incredible stories -- that the climax of my story is over. I assume as we continue to trust the Lord, he continues to write stories that are unbelievable to the people we are now -- but are believable to the people we become through the process. As approach my 27th year of life, I can't even begin to predict where I'll be in another year. 

I guess this blog is living up to the song it was titled after...