It's good to be back
Even in the midst of responsiblities and work that needs to be caught up on...there's no place like home. Being in that place where you know you belong, being in that place where you're loved and you can be yourself, Being in that place where you're not a stranger or visitor. There's nothing like it.
It's funny because every time I travel I am so excited to leave New York. Excited to leave the congestion, leave the traffic, leave the people who are always in a rush to get everywhere and honking their horns the second the traffic light turns green. Even when I'm at the destination I'm traveling to, the last emotion I am feeling is excitement to get back to those things. But every single time those tires land on that runway and I take a step out of that plane...I am so happy to be back.
There's no place like home.
Everything starts at home. Whether good or bad - home is where it all begins.
I have a whole lot of things that I could tell you about the Grand Canyon and my trip. A lot of ways that God spoke to me, A lot of things I learned, A lot of things I realized that were right in front of me the whole time. But moreover than any of those, a lot of perspective on the things I have yet to do and how much work I have ahead of me to get there.
All of which I will be pouring out in the weeks to come, on the blog, at ((Bibletalk)), at church, in conversations...
but if all you cared to know about my trip was to be molded into one sentence, it would be this...
Being in a place like the Canyon...not only humbles you but puts you in perspective of how small you really are.
Keep in mind there's only so much a camera can capture. Those of you with cameras should know that with your failed attempts at capturing the beauty of a sunset or the starry midnight sky
This picture doesn't do any justice
Even in the midst of responsiblities and work that needs to be caught up on...there's no place like home. Being in that place where you know you belong, being in that place where you're loved and you can be yourself, Being in that place where you're not a stranger or visitor. There's nothing like it.
It's funny because every time I travel I am so excited to leave New York. Excited to leave the congestion, leave the traffic, leave the people who are always in a rush to get everywhere and honking their horns the second the traffic light turns green. Even when I'm at the destination I'm traveling to, the last emotion I am feeling is excitement to get back to those things. But every single time those tires land on that runway and I take a step out of that plane...I am so happy to be back.
There's no place like home.
Everything starts at home. Whether good or bad - home is where it all begins.
I have a whole lot of things that I could tell you about the Grand Canyon and my trip. A lot of ways that God spoke to me, A lot of things I learned, A lot of things I realized that were right in front of me the whole time. But moreover than any of those, a lot of perspective on the things I have yet to do and how much work I have ahead of me to get there.
All of which I will be pouring out in the weeks to come, on the blog, at ((Bibletalk)), at church, in conversations...
but if all you cared to know about my trip was to be molded into one sentence, it would be this...
Being in a place like the Canyon...not only humbles you but puts you in perspective of how small you really are.
Keep in mind there's only so much a camera can capture. Those of you with cameras should know that with your failed attempts at capturing the beauty of a sunset or the starry midnight sky
This picture doesn't do any justice
I guess you'll just have to go see it for youself
- Ben Thomas
- Ben Thomas
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