My parents, God bless them, are always running around like chicken with their heads cut off and I can tell you why. It’s because I can never settle, I always have to be doing something I always have to be dreaming and talking about the next big adventure. I don’t know why that’s the way that I am. My brother is the exact opposite, where I need a change of scenery every 20 minutes my brother is fine with staying in his bedroom for a week.
I don’t know why I’m this way. But this feeling is something that is hard to describe.
I was talking to my friend about this craving of having to see the world, and it’s been this way for as long as I can remember.
Before I get to the story part about my friend, I just want to clarify I have always been like this. For a long time I wanted (and still do) to volunteer for Doctors Without Borders because I want to help people, however I also wanted to travel.
When my friend and I were speaking we talked about how there are so many cultures and human beings that you can’t experience without traveling and seeing it for yourself. And this is the biggest part that intrigues me, even in America there is so much more out there than what you grow up seeing. What makes me the most excited about the world is the culture that is around us.
Traveling is so important because by seeing these cultures it helps you to better understand the lives people are living.
You don’t have to go cross country to travel either sometimes it’s just a matter of getting lost for a few hours. Wandering up a mountain or down a street without any distractions can sometimes help you to better understand yourself and also better understand nature.
Lately I have felt that I have been appreciating the world that God has created a lot more than I used to. It may be because I’m realizing that people truly do not live forever and that what we have is so important.
It’s the little things in life that really make life so great. It’s the pink and purple in the sunsets, or staying up late and seeing the stars. It’s the beauty of the birds soaring above our heads and it’s the sight of fireflies at night.
I think we tend to take nature forgrantted sometimes and we forget how truly beautiful it is to be alive and to be able to see such wonderful things. Life is funny in the sense that you truly don’t know what you had till its gone(like right now with rain). But even through a heat wave we have to realize how great it is that we can appreciate what God has done for the world.
This past week I went away to a youth Convocation at Saint Anselms College in New Hampshire and this week I realized that it’s the little things that make you smile. God has a funny way in telling stories and getting his point across but everything he does has a purpose in life. It’s finding that purpose that makes life so fun.
During this week the thing that stuck with me that most is that we as a society do not truly think about I Am. We think about IAAM. I Am is God and Jesus and we as a whole take away from the attention that He needs to have. IAAM or Its All About Me is where we are as a society and that needs to change.
“Then Moses said to God, “If I come to the people of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ what shall I say to them?” God said to Moses, “I Am who I am.” And he said, “Say this to the people of Israel, ‘I am has sent me to you.'” Exodus 3:13-14
We need to remember that it is not all about us but it is all about Him.
There are so many things that God has helped to create and craft in this world that we look over because we’re too busy not appreciating it. And not appreciating Him.
So go outside, experience life, get lost and wander. But also seek God.
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Love this! I was glad to share the past week, and 16 years with you.