college station (part 2 of ??)

So far, exactly 21 days into my epic self-actualizating journey, I've made it 2.75 hours South of Dallas. At this rate I won't see Canada for another 231 days or so.

For those of you who've had more than two or three conversations with me, it should come as no surprise that I paid the Hendrick fam a visit during my stay. They've changed locations and their kids have grown up a little, but a lot of things about this family hasn't changed. The kids are obviously still adorable, Heather's still writing long blogs that are read by approximately 2% of all Americans, and Aaron's still fixing things and being handy (like a spiral stairwell, stay tuned for more on that. Another constant with the fam is that they still love me after a year of absence. They love me enough to tell me things that they know I won't necessarily enjoy hearing.

They lovingly brought up their concern that in my quest for vision, it would be foolish to do it out on my own, disconnected from a loving body of believers. Community. It's kind of a theme in these parts. They encouraged me to rethink how I was going about this trip.

I did. In my seeking Father and thinking about my current situation, I realized that this trip went from being an idea, something I'd told a handful of people about, to a reality, something I was actually doing. I said from the get go on my trip that if Father told me to stay and hang out in any given city, if He had work for me there, that I'd do it. Well I never thought it'd be the second stop on my trip but it turns out it is. Crazy huh?

So I'll be hanging out here in the Station (Bryan, actually) for the next _____ weeks/months/whatever. I'm going to pour in to the Body that I was growing in a year and half ago, and I'm going to let that Body pour in to me. I'm going to continue to seek Father for vision and direction for my life while I'm here, but I'll be doing it in the context of service to the Church and, again, community. After that, who knows? Well God does, and I'm confident that by the time I'm supposed to leave, He'll have thrown me a bone and I'll go chasing it.

I've been all over the map in my head in coming to this decision, and if you'd like to hear more details (they'll probably bore you unless you think too much like I tend to) then feel free to give me a call. I'd write it out but then the post would be long and only 5 people would read it as opposed to the 10 that will since it's this length. So, what do ya think?