I like baking, cooking, cleaning, and anything to do with the medical profession. Unfortunately, none of these things are traditionally done outside. In other words, I’m not so great at nature. I like the concept of nature; I go on a lot of walks and take pictures of flowers. I love bonfires and s’mores. However, the hardcore bear-viewing, mountain-climbing, bird-calling kind of nature is a whole new thing to me. I would love to invite people on a humorous, unique, Christ-filled journey with me as I discover nature at its finest in Yellowstone National Park.
I was on the airplane home a couple of weeks ago when the stewardess came up front to give a safety demonstration. I don’t normally watch those things, preferring the music on my iPod to thinking about the plane I’m on crashing, but that day, I did. For some reason, even way after she was done, I just couldn’t get it out of my mind.
Life here is not what I expected. I've told my friends, family, and fellow team members this many times. I don't know exactly what I imagined; I suppose I sort of pictured us all living together in a tent, going off on life-saving wilderness expeditions a few times a week.
We were from different parts of the country; we had different jobs; we were in different stages in life. Regardless, the strangers I met at the ACMNP conference in Cleveland quickly became family. After all, we had the most important thing in common: our mutual love for Christ. Ironically, our love of Christ brought us together that weekend, with the intent of sending us all far apart this summer.