It’s always the night before a trip like this that I start to get all weepy and nostalgic. I think it's because I realize that none of the things that I am doing are because of me.
Tomorrow I embark on a journey to Europe. A continent I have been dreaming of going to for years, but never really imagined it would happen. Even 5 months ago as I worked a study abroad fair and let my mind begin to wander to the thought of going to school abroad for the summer, I figured it was complicated and impossible.
But I have started dreaming a little bigger-- dreaming about things that might fall through on me, but not worrying so much about the end result.
You know what I love about Jesus? Although he was perfect, he faced challenges. He was loved, but he was also disliked and judged. He made messes sometimes. He surrendered completely to what he believed in and followed it passionately. He loved courageously, traveled, and clung to truth in the face of confusion and lies.