As I sat there, feeling down, looking at the blog of an acquaintance from my childhood, I started to feel jealous.
This girl, and others that I knew growing up are traveling around Europe as their post graduation life.
I opened up the main tab of the blog and realized how many places she had been. She wrote about how when she was young, all she wanted to do was travel. And I had this moment where I remembered that, that is all I wanted to do as an awkward middle schooler too. I kept a list of places that I wanted to go, and I would add to it each time I watched a program on the travel channel.
I became really discouraged in that moment. That I have only checked a handful of places off of my list. Sure, I studied abroad in Ireland. But what happened to studying abroad more than once like I had wanted to by the end of high school.
And then I kept reading. And she continued to write about what her dream is for her life. She loves to write. That makes sense since she’s a blogger. But then she said something, and it made me stop.
She wrote that she hopes to write things that touches people’s lives, people she will never meet.
And I was stopped in my tracks.
I had this moment where I remembered that I do that.
I have been published in a major magazine. People commented on the online version about how helpful my piece was.
I write talks about faith, and my faith journey and give them to middle school and high school students every week.
And my hope is, that something I say will touch them and bring them closer to Christ. Because that’s the real goal.
And I realized how silly my jealousy was. Because I am doing something worthwhile. I am giving a year of service to a ministry that touches lives. I have the chance to share my story with dozens of students each day.
I’ll have the rest of my life to travel, but I’ll only be in Garrison for one year.
Here’s to making the most of it!