Just finished our third day of driving on our epic road trip to Mazatlan. It almost doesn't feel real.
It's still strange to me that we have our entire life in our car, driving to places we have never been, to end up in a home that we've never seen before.
It hasn't fully hit me yet. And I'm not sure that it's going to until I'm standing on the beach, staring at the Pacific Ocean, calling it home.
Or maybe my contented, calm disposition stems from the fact that this is exactly what God has been preparing us for. This is what he has had in store for us all along and the Holy Spirit in me is confirming it.
We'll see what happens when we get to the beach, but I'm pretty sure my latter conclusion is right.
I do know one thing for sure... Jamás seré igual.
Jamás seré igual.
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