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A few days away...

I’m sat at the KCI airport once again. And no, I’m not moving back to Norway quite yet. Just taking a little trip up to Wisconsin, to visit my friend Debora from Brazil and her family there. It feels like a Saturday even if it’s only Wednesday. Might have something to do with having taken the day off to travel.

I’m sat in the eating area with a large (or venti) Starbucks Earl Grey tea in front of me, looking out at the runway. The sky is clear blue and the sun is shining. A lovely day to travel.

I am excited about this trip (coming back on Saturday). Excited to see my friend again as I haven’t seen her for many years. Excited to have some time off. And excited to see what God is going to speak to me. I expect Him to speak. He might not answer all of my questions (sometimes He wants me to press into Him more), but I believe He’s going to do something in my heart.

It’s been challenging to know that time is ticking till I move from here on the 13th of December. And although I have peace about it and see it as God not opening the door to stay here longer, I haven’t felt very excited. And when people ask me if I’m excited about what lies ahead, I wish I was. I really want to be excited because I will continue to live! I will continue to walk in life which is what Jesus promises and gives me. But I suppose this is what walking by faith is all about. Walking even when I don’t see what lies ahead.

So I am hoping that this trip will put that excitement in my heart. That God would reveal enough of His heart to make me excited about His heart for me right now and in the next season He’s taking me into.

And I like seeing new places. A friend of mine said yesterday for me to have fun and relax on this trip, and that is what I intend to do. No schedule, no stress, no worries. Just fun and enjoying life and friendship. And walking with Jesus in that. That’s what I love about Jesus being such a friend. He is not just with me when it’s about “serious spiritual heavy stuff”. He is with me always. And He loves it when I am enjoying life.

So that’s my little reflection as I’m sat here at the airport utilizing the free WiFi. Listening to an archive of the prayer room (the 8pm intercession set from last night) and solving a Norwegian crossword.

Life is good.

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