when people ask how it was . . .

I tell them it was like pushing the reset button.

I walked 36 miles thru the hills of Wyoming

sucked on sand all day

stood in endless lines to use the loo

had streams of sweat trickling down my body

washed my face with watered down gatorade

side stepped rabbits, horny toads and antelope 

fell asleep to the lullaby of coyotes

was awakened by the snoring of neighboring tents

I laughed and cried

and cried and laughed

and felt wonderfully alive.

I was reminded that I could do hard things -

that God had fashioned me for just that purpose.

I discovered new relationships

with those who had gone before

and with those who were now by my side.

I watched a group of 400 work and sweat

cry and hug, laugh and pray.

I was humbled and strengthened.

I was tired and renewed.

and in the end, this is what I know . . .

that we have a Savior who is acutely aware of our hardships and struggles, our sacrifices and our commitments.  He does not keep us from the hard things in life, nor should He, but He loves and leads and carries and supports and surrounds us with angels both seen and unseen to aid us through our very unique and personal journey.    

He knows me. He knows you.