[] bum rush my heart, Lord []

I love to travel. I was so excited to leave town after two weeks of almost non-stop working. The thought of adventure, travel, driving, photographing, seeing new sights and meeting new faces made those two weeks a breeze. I think I walked around work permanently giddy for the last couple days. I tend to daydream a bunch and I had all sorts of ideas of how the trip would start out: tons of laughing and joking around, singing at the tops of our lungs- hitting unnecessarily high notes as much as possible, quoting “old greg” and other back and fourth banter. However, when anna picked me up that night to head out of town, I had a raging migraine from the wedding I had been shooting all day. I downed a couple of pills as we headed towards KC where the daydream banter was replaced by pounding pressure…at one point I wanted to hang the top half of me outside the car so I could puke at any given moment, but I reasoned that was a bit dangerous.

Anna, being the great friend that she is, started praying for me and it was so sweet. The urge I had to cry over such gratitude also made me want to puke, so I fought tears back and drifted to sleep. God and sleep are amazing, I woke up a hour or so later, 100% renewed and thankful. We switched at some point and as she drifted asleep somewhere in the middle of Kansas, a storm was rolling in. The lighting show was amazing. In every direction, from the horizon in front of me to the one in the rear view mirror, the sky lit up every 2-3 seconds with miles of silver light. It reminded me of when the paparazzi bum-rush a superstar sighting with their short recycle flashes. Was this show all for me? God knows how my heart is completely delighted by nature and anything outdoors, I’d like to think that he set that storm up just for my heart and eyes. Every trip i take always brings new understanding, always. That gift, that reason, that feeling is the number one reason I love to travel.  (roadtrip photos)