Life for me is a Journey,
For others it is a Way. I prefer "The Journey". A road is monotonous, almost always see what is ahead, you can stop whenever you like and sleep on the side of the road.
sometimes takes a trip on roads, sometimes not, there are times to walk, and time of stay. There are trips that leave and return always to the same place. There are special trips that occur only once in life.
And if a trip, we can expect that every day has an unpredictable destination .. There are adrenaline maintains a level of "stress" healthy, and flexibility for changes and decisions that every trip involves.
think that every day, you could go unexpectedly maintains an expectation of the opportunity, to "get lucky today?. I'll give you a beautiful definition of luck from the faith: "Luck is a chance that finds its way and is blessed there,"
lucky, or find a blessing for our day has much to do with attitude that I take every day. If you only think of "Monday again" and see the routine in front of me, that's what will happen to me, because the Bible says "and what he feared came upon me."
trips have surprises. And God says that He renews His mercy every morning, or I can have expectations of change, today. Never was nothing in Galilee to which Jesus was born, and the story broke in two.
Who knows the risks of each trip ...
30 years ago as a trip to Brazil with a friend, and before turning in the morning, over breakfast, they stole my purse. Two little girls
in Rio de Janeiro, with no known money or documentos ni pasajes de vuelta.
Fuimos a alguna delegación, y conseguirmos un papel para salir del país .E, hicimos dedo. Al comienzo viajamos bien. Pero en un momento, paró un enorme camión, y cuando subimos , otro hombre subió y quedamos entre los dos. Ambos iban hablando un portugues muy cerrado y se hacían señas. Mi amiga, que algo entendía, me codeó disimuladamente y me dió una señal al oído. Cuando ellos pararon a comprar bebida, seguro para "pasarla bien" a nuestra cosata, le pegamos un empujón al que manejaba, , y cruzamos corriendo la autopista. ambas manos estaban alejadas una de otra sin cruce, y quedamos, en el medio de la nada, in the evening.
We made it to a service station, and there we waited, not knowing what else to do, with men and trucks coming and going, and obviously, looking at us.
We were hungry and cold.
If life is a journey, it is good to keep hope alive. As a friend "at any time, the Grand Chef turns the tables, and the situation you're distressed, fire-side is"
A black limousine stopped at the station. I do not remember if my friend had something preuntó or the Lord came to us. But while we were traveling in the limousine, a man of impeccable suit, while eating the food that we had purchased.
went to the next terminal, we buy a return ticket to Cordoba, and sent us off nicely.
always thought that this man was an angel. Heaven help us.
As a teenager, when I was happy, I took a train to go to see my parents who were vacationing in a deserted bay, and unique, because instead of pebbles and sand had had no waves. All were surprises there, and even from the start, travel alone by train and it was pure emotion. One night over dinner overlooking the sea through the window of the small inn, my father asked if I wanted fun with him to sea on the following morning. He knew, as I loved the open sea in autumn, cold, aggressive. Dying to go. He laughed at the surprise that awaited me. At dawn we left with our pilots of wind, to a deserted place, and finally there it was, but lonely sea and strong I've seen, the waves were breaking with fury in the morning clouded behind the dunes. Salt and cold breeze made me shiver, or maybe it was the emotion. My father did not stop there smiling, kept walking, and I was trained to follow him, went after him. Took me to a cemetery unknown snails, never knowing that she had found something he craved since childhood, a giant snail. Not purchased, Found. I had my snail
still have my rough seas and open on a cold autumn, and my heart was filled with joy this morning with the unexpected.
If life is a journey, we can expect every day to be shocked by a heaven of plenty. And learn and argue, like traveling, with whom, and when to go and when to stay.
The concept is to live each day full of hope, accepting the challenge of change, does not miss opportunities, and yet, causing them. Always looking forward, not tomorrow but in today, God surprised me.
Today, it can be a day unique and special because God, renewed every day he has compassion on us, or that "prepares" surprises and giant shells pearly beauty every morning. And even in the most pain, things can give a twist to our understanding, that everything is for good to them that love God
Many people lose the opportunity to be surprised and find an abundant life, because they have a mentality routine and a secure world and limited. Your mind can not travel, and while traveling physically, are limited themselves.
God does not bless you when going to simply do it. I can be ready, and take the opportunity, knowing that maybe one time, I will be offered. Or I can take refuge in my world in my case, and let it go. And a routine gray in a world full of colors.
Living life as a journey, is to have bought the bags, and clothes always ready to be surprised at any moment with the excitement of a new destination, or long expected. Having
traveler mentality is to know to make better and stations that do not travel, and learn to see better, who are the people who have been, at least in my heart, in my travels, and my people estaciones.Esas me " say "even while traveling. They are my anchor and the place where I always come back.
believe that life is ", Journey" is hope each day, an unlimited universe sorpresas.De A Hand of God eternal and full of love for His creation.
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