Obey.

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Tomorrow, I leave on a week long mission trip.

So, there'll be a guest blogger for the week.

Drumroll, it's my Momma. I'm giving over control to one of my favorite people.

I'm, also, once again realizing that life is meant to be lived with control given over to God.

Only then, am I truly understanding his blessings and filled with joy.

Who goes on a trip for a week? right when field hockey has begun? during the Olympics? no cell phone service? to work not relax? and the week before school starts?

Me.

Why?

Months ago. I knew I was to go.

I was to obey and go.

It may sound complex. But, it was quite simple. Obey. Go.

I made arrangements with certain people who were only but encouraging. Doors opened. Tomorrow, I go.

And, I have no clue who I'm going with other than they attend my church (one is a friend, so I know her name) nor what I'll be doing nor my purpose.

But, I do know that Jesus teaches where I am not and he teaches where I am according to Luke.

Stepping into the unknown, I am filled with peace.

Moral of the Story: "I have learned that faith means trusting in advance what will only make sense in reverse."~Phillip Yancey