So, I just got back from New Orleans. It was such an incredible experience that I would not trade it for anything else. The friendships that were formed will last forever as they are built on genuine love. It feels like I knew these people forever!
The thing that struck me the most is how happy I was. I'm usually very excited about serving other people but this experience was different. A different form excitement occured that built up everyday. All the concerns about safety and worries about hygenie were minute in comparison to the purpose of helping others. And, what's strange, is that I didn't look at this break as "losing" time for myself or "giving something up"; rather, it was a time to explore my walk with God, to grow closer to my friends, and to discover exactly how far I will trust God with my entire life.
You see, I am much of a planner. I like to make sure that I know exactly what's going on each day. This spring break, a friend told me to "throw the map away." Strange how our destination can be so easily dictated by a map and yet at the same time the journey may yield different results.
Where have you held onto the map far too long? Where do you need to "throw it away" and allow God to be your guide, your cartographer, your compass? He always has a way of working all things together. The surprises that you find when you let the wind blow your map away are absolutely endless.