Tomorrow I begin a journey I never anticipated making. And that thought makes me confident it will be worth the cost.
Most of you will read this after I've already headed out. At ten a.m. tomorrow morning I'm "scheduled" to start riding. I have one stop a few miles down the road to meet up with a friend for a quick minute, then a ride of about fifty miles before I hit the town I plan to stay at for the night. It's supposed to rain pretty much all day tomorrow, which means my new fenders will get a good test run very early on in the trip. The rest of the week is supposed to be lovely and only partly cloudy. I'm looking forward to those days, but also to knowing what it's like to not have them — you don't really appreciate a blessing till it's gone.
And that's about it, I don't have much else to tell you right now. The adventure is finally under way, and I truly am anticipating miracles from God along the path, wherever it may lead. I want to trust Him with everything in me. This journey is an opportunity to learn to do that. And if for no other reason, that means I have to make it.
I've never lived out of a pack for more than a week at a time. But starting tomorrow, carrying my life with me is something I am going to get very used to.
Please follow along with me on this journey, and keep me in your prayers. I will try to keep updates coming thick and fast. (Though keep in mind, my first priority is being present in the experience for myself.)
with love,
— Joel