Hugging my brother goodbye as he sets off to fulfill his childhood dream.
I wonder, what even were my childhood dreams?
Somehow going to Greece was never a part of them.
If only I had known.
To spend three weeks with a group who was mostly unknown to me,
To grow together as a family in Christ, where one knows the other and dares to be known.
To journey along the coast and through the mountains, sampling the local cuisine,
To be moved by ancient sites, Byzantine churches, and rugged landscape,
To feel a sense of constant worship,
Though quite possibly to the tune of Sweet Caroline…
I am free falling…
Falling into a realization of what it looks like to love God in every moment and say with certainty that He is good.
Falling in love with Christian community, where moments of laughter and deep reflection intermingle freely.
Falling into the wondrous awareness, that God took my childhood dreams and put them aside, saying just wait and see, my child, keep pursuing me in all things, and I will set a path before thee.
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