Showing posts from February, 2015

What You Can Control

Date: February 23, 2014
Location: London, UK

You are completely and utterly in charge of your life, I thought to myself as I gazed at the expanse of land before my tired eyes.
I was weak; I was weary; but in that moment, I had never felt more alive.
There I was, sitting at the very top of Arthur's Seat in Edinburgh, Scotland.
The climb up wasn't too bad at all. The company sure helped. And the view at the top was unbelievable.
I've done a lot of hikes in my short lifetime. I've seen a lot of beautiful views at the top.

Yet there was something about this view in particular that really struck me.
For weeks I've been trying to find the words to describe what was so spectacular about this view. It wasn't necessarily the land, sea, and sky before my eyes. It wasn't necessarily the company (although I absolutely love the friends I hiked with that early February morning in Scotland).

Instead, it was what God was trying to tell me on that hike.

You are completely an…

New Place, Same God

Dates: February 5-8, 2015 Locations: Edinburgh, Scotland; St. Andrews', Scotland
You may have noticed already that I tend to do things a little differently when it comes to my blog.

I'm not really into keeping a travel blog and writing word-for-word what I've been doing.

I think anyone could go to another city or country and write about all the fabulous things to do there - the new sites, new people, new food, new smells, etc. It's all relatively the same. I mean, the way we each individually experience these new places is very different. People take in new places and react to change so differently.

But anyway, I digress. I'm not into keeping a travel blog and just saying everything I've done this semester.

I guess it's because I don't think of this semester as just a compilation of new places and new adventures.

Instead, I'm attempting to think of it as a chance to experience the exact same God in different corners of the world.

It's fascinati…

What Travel Does for Me

Dates: January 30-February 1, 2015 Location: Brussels, Belgium
Writing is my release. It's the one place in my life where I feel as if I don't have to be perfect. I don't have to have it all together. I just have to pour out my heart and say exactly what's on my mind.
Writing is terrifying and fantastic all at the same time.
Writing, to me, is like breathing.
But lately writing has been hard for me.
I try and try, but I feel like I just keep hitting a wall.
It's like I can't even write anymore. The words are all in my head, but for some reason it's so difficult to put them on a page.
My semester abroad is slowly beginning to change that.
The thoughts are starting to flow more freely; the words are beginning to take form; the wall is coming down.
I love to travel because it gives me something to write about. It's like being in a dry land where there is no water, then all of a sudden, a burst, a flash of light and life and love and joy. A stream of endles…