Realizations in Dhaka, Bangladesh.

"It's not about me, and it's not about you. 

It's about glorifying a God that deserves to be praised. 

It's about a calling we can't run from. 

It's about being used to do every good work, for His Kingdom, and His righteousness. 

This is not about us. It's not about our pasts, and our mistakes, and our stories, but it's about the one He's writing, where we get so much more than a happy ending. 

We get a lifetime of loving people. 

We get gnarly places and beautiful, broken people.

We get orphans, and lots of them. 

And God said, "Here's the desires of your  heart, and all you've ever dreamed of, but you have to understand, it's not really all for you. This is more about people than you can comprehend right now, but one day, you will."'

Journal entry, April 13th, 2014.

I miss you. 

Ulysses

"So tie me to the mass of this old ship, and point me home. 

Before I lose the one I love, before my chance is gone, 

I want to hold his hand in my own."

Took the words right out my mouth.

What am I supposed to do now?

Without you. 

As of late.

I think I've figured it out.

We need to be together.