I can sense the change of gears clicking in.
Tomorrow I reach Finisterre – the end of this world I have been living in.
The day after, I press on just a little further for the heck of it.
Then I catch a bus to Portugal. Surprisingly (or maybe not surprisingly), I have mixed emotions about travelling faster than my feet can carry me.
I will try out a few days of the tourist life.
And then on to India to meet my church family for the Tribe mission trip.
Home again mid-October.
My thoughts are turning from albergues and landscapes and walking, to visas and ministry and fundraising.
I will miss this.
But God is good. Life with Him is infinitely more than my greatest request, my most unbelievable dream, and already exceeds my wildest imagination.*
I can’t wait to see where He next directs my path.
* Ephesians 3:20, The Passion Translation – thank you Brian Simmons for the perfect wording