40 days and counting...

It's really interesting knowing that in less than 2 months I'm going to be hoping on a plane to go live halfway across the world. Lately I've been experiencing this mix of emotions that range from excitement to fear to joy to anticipation. Throw those in a pot and mix 'em up and you get a type of passion you can't just conjure up on your own. It's that type of passion that you just want to bottle up and save for a rainy day when you just feel like you can't keep doing what you're doing. I've been reading through the Song of Solomon as of late and it's a book that reveals God's intimate passion for us. In the same way Solomon desires the wife of his youth, so God desires us to be His, to belong to Him and to seek Him out with a fervent passion that never surrenders. When I wake up I think about going overseas and when I go to sleep I think about God's love for the world. I can't escape it and I'm willing at all costs to see this dream he has birthed in my heart fulfilled.