The Perfect Timing
The journey has began. I kissed my hubby George goodbye yesterday as he dropped me off at the airport. I attempted to explain to my dog that she wasn’t able to go this time. Her big brown eyes melted my heart as she nodded, and in her sweet way, told me she would take care of George. Animals are a secret doorway to your soul. They truly have a way of making you feel like the most wonderful human being on this planet or an absolute heel. I felt like a bit of both as I turned and headed for the friendly skies of United Airlines.
In my household, I am definitely the crazy one. I have this adventurous spirit that is most difficult to squelch. Some call it insane, others wanderlust but I believe it’s innate. Like something I was born with. My dog Zoey has it. She is a McNab, a type of Border Collie. We never taught her to herd, or go after anything that moves, but yet it is what makes her Zoey! Sometimes I believe that moving, trekking, wandering is part of my genes, something innate in me. I have an unstoppable thirst to hike!
Each of us who desires to do long-distance hiking has a support crew. Or at least, I would hope so. George is my support. He told me that God explained that he was designed to love and support me in ways that only he can. On these adventures, he takes care of the fort, keeps our teenage grandson Sid in check, and mails my every need to me. I have packed over 20 boxes and he has them labeled, organized, and meticulously marked for delivery. George is my personal Amazon Delivery Man.
I made it halfway to the trail. Well actually much further than that. I am sequestered in Tennessee with my dear friends. They are my Trail Angels who will take me to Amicalola Falls State Park near Springer Mountain, Georgia this week. I will spend the week acclimating to East Coast weather: humidity, wind, rain, and possibly snow. In the short time I am here, I’ll experience about all that Mother Nature can dish out. The big difference is I’ll be tucked inside a nice warm home, with indoor plumbing, hot showers, and a fully equipped kitchen. This will be my last taste of civilization before I hit the trail.
What Is Perfect Timing?
The last few days have been filled with boxes to check off, friends to take care of, family to love, and meetings to oversee. Yet, my Lord has made it all possible. He has brought me help from the most unexpected places. The blessings I have received from friends are astonishing and a bit overwhelming at times. This paved the way for the perfect timing.
Many people only dream of following their passions. They talk of doing this or that but when the rubber meets the road, nothing actually happens. What is the perfect timing? Is there really such a thing? I believe in God’s perfect timing. If we pursue him and his heart’s desires, then the perfect timing will present itself.
And so my journey begins. On Friday I will be hitting the trail, not running, but ever so thankful to be trekking again! Thankful for my friends and family that have helped me find the perfect timing and providing me the courage to pursue my walk with the Lord.
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