In the 1980's Karen and I thought we would use my triathlon and endurance bicycling experience to run a bicycle touring company, travel the country leading tours and have a home on the road and make a living at it, to boot. Ours plans didn't materialize. God wasn't part of our plan.
In 2013, Karen and I were rutted down in Colorado without any real vision for our lives, searching for new direction after nearly 10 years of volunteer ministry at a Fort Collins mega-church followed by four years of searching anew for God's will for us, when God birthed a plan to minister to Vietnam Veterans as we traveled on the road while He provided the resources and itinerary for the journey. It was God's plan and who would ever imagine that we would, twenty-six months later, still be doing what He called us to do and still enthusiastic about it.
Every once in a while we ask each other if we are where we are supposed to be, should we be looking for other opportunities, are we just coasting through "retirement" or are we really where God wants us to be? The answer always seems to be; if God wants us to be elsewhere, He will close and open the doors necessary to get us where He wants us to be, and all we need to do is listen, pull in the slide-outs, retract the jacks, fire up the diesel and follow Him. For now we're in Madison, Georgia. And so it goes. Who'da thunk it?
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