031 (Miles)

Last time we were on the road it was from Sydney to Katunga.

I feel like years have passed since then. Years have come off my face. I feel like a little girl again. Something about the road does that to you... Suddenly you're seven again and eating beef jerky and wheat thins and singing along to Stevie Wonder. You're really, truely content again, there is no thing that can break through this beautiful confidence you know is yours.

This time the miles feel different. They don't feel like they're wearing on me, thought they might be adding new laughter lines to my face. Maybe it's because I have a home now... A foundation to rest on.

I will never again count the miles that pass under me and feel the emptiness grow in my chest. For I have found my home! It is the sweetest thing in all of eternity, to find you're home.

It is in the Heart of God, you see...