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The joy of the journey.

I have such joy and peace. And I am enjoying the journey... I guess it’s partly to do with knowing which direction I am headed. But even more, I am grateful that I’ve had time to learn to appreciate the journey. Learn that even when I’m not seeing, I am still headed somewhere.

Today I was walking on the beach and enjoying it so much. I wasn’t really headed anywhere in particular. I was on a walk and it was more my availability of time rather than a destination that determined where I went. I need to appreciate life the same way, and want to learn even more how to. Learn to look around in the now and appreciate the sound of the waves and the different textures I am walking on. Learn how to walk effortlessly from stone to stone, and choose the harder sandy parts to go quickly and the looser sand to build strength. Life is like a walk on the beach... kind of.

I’ve had such a good week enjoying joy and peace and family and doing life here in Norway again. And even as I am appreciating the now, I look ahead. Look ahead to going back to Fortaleza, Brazil for a few months. As I opened the word document I write my blog, the beginning of it caught my eye. It was about four and half years ago that I started to blog to process my leaving Brazil, and I just kept going. And now I get to go back for an extended visit.

I feel such excitement about it. Excitement to see what God has done and is doing. Excitement to see people again. Excitement to just go and be available to continue being a friend of Jesus in that place.

And so I am writing with expectancy in my heart. It is a joy to be on this journey... and the peace of being on the right path is priceless!

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