SeaTac

It is currently 12:36 am in Seattle, Washington and I am sitting in the airport waiting for my delayed flight to Denver and eventually Raleigh.

I flew out to see a dear friend for the third time (2016, 2017, and 2019) and while the trip was exhausting I had an amazing time.

We hiked at Twin Falls, Mount Saint Helens, and in Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest this past week, and it was liberating.

Out in the wilderness, no cell phone reception, snowpacks and glaciers galore. The rush of glacial waterfalls, the roar of wind, and my labored breathing were the only sounds I heard.

We were out in God’s country, steeped in their majestic display. I think sometimes I become so disillusioned in the world that I forget how beautiful creation is.

Ironically, I felt melancholy and weird a great deal of the time. I’m moving to Philadelphia to start my fellowship in two weeks and I’ve now said goodbye to all, if not most of my friends.

Here I was in this beautiful landscape, yet tearing up at the mere thought of friend’s faces and voices. Yet I am confident I will be with them soon. I’ve always had trust issues, but I’ve learned I can only trust in one being, three in one.

God is the only way forward, whether it be through a hiking path on a volcano, or on the interstate to the airport. God leads us in love. And we are never alone.

Maybe I’m delirious, but this trip taught me that it’ll all be alright. My journey is taking me away from everyone I know, but God will lead me to others and others to me.

I honestly can’t remember how I started this, but I think there is beauty in that, and even more importantly, I’m exhausted.

And even if you didn’t get anything new from this, that’s okay, because I did. Wow, I’m even sassier at 12:46 am than 12:36 am.

Love you all and God bless you all

As always,

He Climbs Mountains