we made it.

Wanderlust. A word foreign to my lips only a month ago, now banners as the anthem of our trip. How else could we describe it though? The deep, deep need to move beyond what we know. To leave what has for so long, comforted and encouraged us, and embark on a journey through a realm of unfamiliar newness, potentially testing all that we claim to be.

But we don’t merely wander to wander. Nomad for the sake of nomading itself. The innate craving to explore stems from an actual (and insatiable) Maker-designed desire for eternity.

So as we trek and connect and meet and greet, may we glean wisdom and paradigm. But may we always conclude that it will never be enough. That new world upon new world will never answer all the questions. Will never allow us to arrive where we think we ought to be. In the end, may we join Lewis in concluding that we truly are made for another world-one beyond this globe.

"Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for these desires exists. A baby feels hunger; well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim; well, there is such a thing as water...If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." 
— C.S. Lewis