I'm traveling this week for work for the first time in around 3 years, and it's working wonders on my soul. I used to do this week after week in Atlanta and really didn't enjoy it, so I'm really confused as to why really I'm enjoying this so much.  It could be seeing my breath in the cold, using a blanket to keep warm at night, the wide open spaces, or even nostalgia of time I didn't even enjoy. Whatever it is, I feel renewed already just 24 hours in.

I talked to my mom yesterday during my layover in Atlanta. She told me she had been praying for specific things in my life, and I recognize those exact things. Maybe that's why I feel so rejuvenated. She's so diligent in praying that the stuff she asks for happens. As I think about it this morning I'm blown away. One day I'll get there.