Have you ever experienced something that changed your life forever? It can be for the good or bad; it’s a moment that enabled you to see God’s hand and/or his sovereignty in a real and powerful way.
I had one of these experiences three years ago, during my first trip to Europe. I'm coming up on the anniversary of the trip (February 28, 2008), and thought that, in remembrance, I would share that moment. A moment from which I would never be the same again.
{The Background} I was in Ireland for spring break with a good friend of mine. I had been so excited for the trip for months…it was a dream come true for me to travel internationally like that. I was in the midst of dealing with a lot of things: finishing up school, getting ready to graduate college, and worrying about where/how I’d end up—wondering what God had planned for me. I was questioning his work. There were so many facets of my life that needed to be wrapped up that he was crowded out by my concerns of the day. I didn’t feel that I could see or feel his hand or his presence. I found myself (foolishly) doubting his sovereignty.
{The Experience} We had just taken a red-eye flight from Newark, NJ, to Galway International Airport in Ireland. I had slept 15 minutes (maybe) in 30+ hours and was running on adrenaline. I had just gotten a stamp in my passport! I was pumped.
Our first stop was the Cliffs of Moher; towering cliffs on the west coast (facing the US) of Ireland. My friend and I climbed to the top and peered over the edge…I was in absolute awe.
I started crying: I felt God’s power in the wind whipping around me, I saw his love in blessing me with the trip, I was beholding his awesome and perfect creation, and I felt his presence, holding me up. I had never felt all those things at once before. I couldn’t stop smiling through my tears and I knew that God was there with me…present in a perfect moment. Not just here, in the present, but I was confident in his sovereignty—for now, for my past, and for ALWAYS.
{Looking Back} Whenever I find myself in doubt or feeling discouraged, I take out photos of me at the top of those Cliffs and I am back there again. Cradled in his arms, in full confidence of his plan, and in awe of his power. I know I will never be the same again.
That was my first (of many) experiences in the awesome ways God has used travel in enrich my life. I am forever grateful.
In what ways has travel enriched your life? I'd love to hear about it!
In what ways has travel enriched your life? I'd love to hear about it!
