Since we last talked with you we have found ourselves in a paradox. Noah (Megan’s brother) and Marcus (his friend) have joined us and reignited our sense of adventure and our desire to learn things about the cities & cultures we travel to. We have seen more sights and experienced more adventure than we had originally bargained for (you know us, we are the untypical tourists) but they fueled the fire that once burned bright in us. The fire that was fanned into flame by experiencing the places God created, and more importantly the people He created. That fire has been dwindling as we are getting worn thin by the hectic, busy, on the go lifestyle traveling brings and Noah & Marcus helped us remember why we love traveling so much. But with this re-found passion comes responsibity. Responsibility to continue to be faithful with the adventure God has orchestrated, the responsibility to be conscious of how much we consume in comparison with how much we are pouring out. We have let the scale tip in favor of consumption more than we like to admit, leaving us with the tension of touring once again. This is the paradoxical culture we find ourselves in, actually enjoying more typical touring and trying to slow down. Trying to be consistent with the responsibility and deep joy of spreading the stories of God’s goodness and greatness.
While we’ve learned many of the joys and struggles of life on the go, hitting the two month mark really put things into perspective – our time is closer to being over than beginning. Hitting the one month mark felt like an accomplishment, like we just might be able to handle this crazy European adventure and like we were finding our footing with life on the go. But hitting the two month mark felt different. It felt nostalgic, that even though our time is not over, it is closer than ever and the memories and adventure so far have been life-changing in more ways than either of us ever expected. We miss home, we miss the comforts, the food, and most of all the people. Miss being able to give you a hug and share a conversation in ways besides an email or the occasional text. But as these two boys sprinted through the rain to bring us a comfort of home (Chipotle), we were reminded that we can still show up for those near or far. It may look different and may not be the most desirable way of communicating, but it’s something. And with that something, we are blessed. Blessed to have you all not only read about our adventures but encourage us, individually and together, to continue this adventure and documenting all the lessons its brought along the way. And for that, we can both say thank you & more than anything, we love each and every one of you
Tomorrow we lose our latest travel buddies (they head back home to Colorado) and these two weeks with them have brought about so many unexpected adventures that made this trip all the greater. We’re sorry for the disappearing act we played on our blog during this time – truthfully, life has been moving faster than ever & we did not want to miss a second of it. But ultimately, as these two weeks come to a close, we both cannot thank the Lord enough for bringing us pieces of home during the times we need it most, per usual He knows us better than we know ourselves.