Airports are one of my favorite places in the world. So many people coming and going yet, intersecting at this one place. So many stories under one roof, so many strangers embarking in similar ventures.
We have landed in Miami and the anticipation grows by the minute, the expectation of what we stand in the brink of has our hearts pumping. Travel in itself does that to me, but travel with a purpose gives perspective and direction: it makes us look for the beauty, the opportunity and the joy in each detail. We sit on a plane as I write this and we pray our eyes and ears and hearts are open and listening to The Spirit of Life.
May this trip be as God as willed it to be.