Tomorrow, we leave for Miami and then fly to Honduras.
I don't know what to expect, but God's plan is working His way. Funny, how I have to fly thousands of miles away into a place I'd never been to try to find myself.
These are the last few months of my 20s (can you believe that I'm getting old?!?) and I realize there are a lot of decisions I need to make and just grow in my skin. If you know me well, you understand my spiritual journey. On this journey, I'm approaching an intersection.
In times like these, I gladly think of Robert Frost's poem, The Road Not Taken. Here's the ending that I know well:
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
