Take the Risk
I woke up feeling nostalgic this morning, and a little sad, that these days are flying by so quickly.
I remember this moment quite well. It was the first stop of our big, scary, adventurous plan to teach our children about U.S. History by visiting each of the 50 state capitols.
On this day, we found ourselves at a rest area in Las Cruces, New Mexico. It was December 30, 2018. This was our first stop after leaving our home in Arizona. It was 28 degrees, and we were all excited to be starting our travels, albeit sleeping in a rest area parking lot because we hadn't planned our overnight stops very well.
This is when our kiddos thought it would be fun, and cool, to show off their "floss" to the traffic down below on the highway.
The memories we've created and collected over the past six years are precious and priceless. I'm thankful for all we've be blessed to experience, and I look forward to whatever the Lord has in store for us on the road ahead.
If you ever find yourself trying to decide whether or not to take the risk, I encourage you to lay your dreams before the Lord. Ask for His guidance and direction. If you feel He is telling you to move ... then do so!
I am so thankful we have chosen to keep moving through the doors He continually opens for us. This is His story. He gets the glory!