Ghosts are scary, but unlike my preconceived notions that they would try to pull me into their world, I have learned they are scary because they force us to intentionally create something out of our world.
What does this have to do with adventure you ask. I’ll tell you. The same situation that made me run away, is the impetus for this beautiful, yet safe chapter in life. My problems still exist, but they aren’t giants meant to be slayed. They are what one of my wise friends aptly stated “something you have to go through.” And just because my life isn’t at stake, or I am comfortable (yes, we finally got a bed and real furniture) doesn’t make the experiences less “exciting.”
All of a sudden that pioneer tenacity wasn’t so awe inspiring. It was a big pain in the (in our case) the computer that controls the cam sensor. My husband wasn’t embracing that walk beside the wagon mental picture. Truth be told, neither was I.
There is a parable in the Bible about a man who sold all he had to get the one thing he deemed the most valuable. The verse in Matthew 13:46 states “When he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought […]
In my younger, before my mother died, days, I was raised Catholic. Of course I went to catechism and had my first communion and went through the many rites of passage affiliated with the church. In addition, my mother spent hours reminding or teaching me about our faith. […]