Tuesday, June 20
On the plane ride over, it was night. The lights in the cabin were dimmed and the window shades were down.
We were somewhere over the vast expanse of the Atlantic ocean. We hit rough air and began rocking a bit. That always makes me nervous.
But then I pulled up the shade to look outside. We were above the clouds, which were smooth, like a cotton blanket. The sky was clear and stars were out. All was calm.
I was hit with the reminder that, even when life seems turbulent and unstable, God is still moving us forward in the purpose He has for our lives. Though our circumstances may be chaotic, if we look beyond them, we can know God is in control. Nothing is catching Him off guard or taking Him by surprise.
I pray this adventure stays with me in the days ahead. I pray I’ll remember the sights and sounds and feel of history beneath my fingertips. I pray I will live life knowing I’m not yet home – eternity is coming.
And I pray I will always remember God has so many great things planned for my life in His timing and in His way. I just need to be still and know that He is God.
Wednesday, June 21
It’s the morning after I returned home from Europe and, despite my exhaustion, jet lag had me up at 6:30am. So I did laundry and made a giant cup of coffee.
The trip may be over, but I pray the Lord continues to teach me through the experiences. That I’ll remember what it feels like for the cliffs to take my breath and my heart rate to speed up. That I’ll remember tears springing to my eyes at the beauty of it all and the Scriptures of praise to the Lord that entered my soul.
May the trip be a memorial stone in my life of what God has done, can do, and will do in my life.
Thank you for journeying with me as I shared my travel journal with you.
As we waited to board our flight in Dublin, a traditional Gaelic blessing was printed on the wall, and continued to replay in my mind during the long trip home…
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
May God hold you in the palm of His hand today, friends, whether you’re on the trip of a lifetime or living a seemingly mundane day. Because with God, even the ordinary can be an adventure.
This post is the final entry in my travel journal from my time in Europe. To read the previous entries, follow the links below:
- Here’s to Adventure – Europe Journal Part 1
- Observations – Europe Journal Part 2
- A Day in Dublin – Europe Journal Part 3
- Wide Open – Europe Journal Part 4
- A Thousand Hills – Europe Journal Part 5
- The Cliffs of Moher – Europe Journal Part 6
- Sheep or Stones? – Europe Journal Part 7
- Lead Me to the Rock – Europe Journal Part 8
- Living a Dream – Europe Journal Part 9