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Breaking Free to a Spirit of Adventure

“You’re like my dog,” my agent, Rachelle Gardner, said.1 thin

Not exactly the way you hope a conversation with someone this important to you will begin. At my humorous, self-deprecating response she quickly assured me she adores her dog. Then she got very serious.

“As long as there is a trail my dog runs free. But as soon as we’re in a open field my dog becomes unsure. I’m offering the gift of freedom. My dog could be exploring and running at will but holds back.”

I’ve pondered her words often, especially lately. I sense God saying, “There’s your field. Fields really. Run free. Plant. Explore. It’s all yours to discover!”

And some days I do.

Other days I seek the safety of the trail. Of the KNOWN. Of a list. Someone else’s box.

It goes back that old tape that says I have to do everything perfectly. That says there is only ONE right way. That tells me I better be careful, or I’ll get my hand slapped.

I was mad at God this week.

I’d tried to run free, and I thought He slapped my hand. The voices in my head were louder than they’d been in a long time, telling me I was doing it all WRONG.

After a lot of tears, some prayer, and a couple of good conversations with my hubby and a best friend I see it differently. God never slapped my hand. He never told me I was doing it wrong. Those were the old voices of religion and perfectionism and fear and . . . the enemy of forward momentum.

The Voice of Love said what He always does. That He loves me, His special girl. That He cheers for me. That I could stop striving, trying to do it RIGHT, and run free.

In joy.

“See the fields?” Love whispered. And understanding flashed as I envisioned open fields as far as the eye could see. Fertile fields of hungry earth. Waving grain. Lush green rows in some, wildflowers in others, and emptiness with dry cracked earth in another. All mine to explore. Places to mingle with what was already planted. Places to scatter my little seeds of hope and freedom. Pour water on thirsty ground.

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During a time of quiet reflection last night I understood the struggle. This week was simply another molting, a shedding of too small skin. And as it fell away to make room for new growth I reverted to vulnerable, unsure me. The dog clinging to Master instead of running free in the gift offered. And I knew I was okay. That the journey was okay. That shedding is good, even when accompanied by a few tears.

Adventure_Sports_Podcast_logo_125x125Then this morning.

Oh this morning!

A podcast where I was a guest aired. My own responses danced over me. Adventure! I am free to live a life of adventure. Love has been working every day, all my life, to entice me to joyful freedom.

This podcast is full of metaphors from my own experiences about the journey to freedom. It shouts out God’s heart for me, for all of us, calling for a life that is stronger, freer, and full of adventure. It talks about how dropping the weight in my body helped me rediscover a spirit of adventure in all of life.

How about you? Any voices trying to pin you down and hold you back? Are you in another molting stage, shedding a skin that’s grown too tight? What choice can you make TODAY for freedom?

Join me. Let’s break free to that spirit of adventure. Adventure is more fun with a friend.

Maybe the interview will encourage you, too. Come on over to the Adventure Sports Podcast where I talk about Breaking Free to a Spirit of Adventure.

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My Girl in Afghanistan

sarah and childrenThank you to all in the blogging community who offered this momma emotional support as her daughter traveled to a war-torn country. While she was in Afghanistan she sent me a picture of the street where she stayed–blocked off with coiled barbed wire and guarded by a strong man with an AK-47 and grenades.

Sarah’s intent was to show me how safe she felt. When she returned her husband pointed out that the picture only accented to me her NEED for such precautions. It didn’t help that her trip there was postponed twice due to political unrest and the murder of a family staying on a guest compound in a city not too far from the one where she traveled.

But despite the scary delays what my girl found in her time in Afghanistan was a vibrant country recovering from 1,000 years of war. Honorable men who pledged to protect her with their very lives. Resilient women full of spirit and kindness and courage. A culture of loving hospitality with high hopes for the recovery and growth of their country.

Sarah longs to return to this place and people who captured her heart, and daily she grieves the distance that separates her from her “second home.”

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She was recently interviewed on this free podcast. You’ll be glad you listened.

http://www.adventuresportspodcast.com/2015/04/ep-017-sarah-grundy-adventure-travel.html

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(PS Sorry I’ve been MIA lately. I’ve been called to some deep times of introspection coupled with graduating my last homeschooled senior! It’s breath-taking to think that after 24 years of parenting and almost that long homeschooling a new season is truly beginning for me!)

Until Next Time,

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PS If you fall in love with Afghanistan through Sarah’s interview on the Adventure Sports Podcast, you can find out how to get involved by contacting my girl at: https://www.facebook.com/GrundyAroundTheWorld