the fear of settling or the fear of a failed adventure...which is worse?
the idea of being trapped inside these walls...the streets that hold my childhood, adolescence, and young adult hood...will they hold the rest of my life?
all of the dreams, plans, excitement will be tucked away in notebooks, and the conversations of adventure and changing the world will fade into the walls of coffee shops.
choosing what is safe, what is predictable, what is comfortable...over answering His call, and following rather than just believing.
Following is hard. being radical is hard. it's scary. it's uncertain.
God, as much as i am terrified by the uncertainity of this adventure you're placing ahead of me right now, i know that i'm not wired to settle...(even if i wish i was sometimes) God, i'm scared. scared of what will happen, scared to look foolish, scared of where i'll end up, scared to fail...but i have many great reasons to trust, and zero reasons not to trust. I pray for Your companionship along this journey, for You to fill me with confidence, that You will make my paths straight, God. Fill me with excitement, and overwhelm me with joy, Lord. You've given me an inch and i'm ready to follow you for a mile. Let's do it!
"i want adventure in the great wide somewhere, i want it more than i can tell. and for once it might be grand, to have someone understand. I want so much more than they've got planned."
-Belle
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