Little Miss Never Rest

Tonight, as my day off comes to a close, I'm sitting here wrapped in a blanket, drinking blueberry tea, listening to a country playlist, and blogging. This combination makes me happy like a peach. 

I stayed inside all day today. That wasn't the plan, but that's the way it happened and I'm okay with it. 

It's amazing how many things can happen in a single day. It's amazing how much grace God gives me in a single day. Every day is a small version of the journey of life, and every minute is a small version of the journey of an hour, and so on.

The journey. 

Everything is a journey. From the first decade of the rosary to the fifth. From being awake to fading into sleep. From the first song of team prayer to the final "amen." 

I find myself constantly seeking adventure.

Sometimes my prayer becomes, "Jesus, what adventure do You want to take me on today?"

I think I've decided that "adventure" and "journey" are interchangeable in context. And, if everything is a journey...then everything is an adventure. Sign me up.

I just finished the last sip of my tea..even that was a journey - an adventure. 

ǝʌ,noʎ ʇob oʇ ǝbuɐɥɔ ǝɥʇ ʎɐʍ noʎ ʞooן ʇɐ sbuıɥʇ