You’re here. You’ve arrived. Let yourself experience the joy that’s here right now.
The only way we’re going to be able to believe those things is if we take the time to learn to be content. And If joy is learned not earned, then we have to shift the way we spend our time. Because our to-do list probably isn’t going to get shorter, and some of us are just wired to want the next thing. But we have a God who sees these journeys that we’re on for what they really are- a chance to experience the love and grace of Jesus Christ. That grace gives us a new perspective. That grace changes our priorities. That grace leads us to gratitude. And that gratitude is what allows us to be content, like Paul, no matter what- as a mall walker, in a freshman dorm, and wherever you might find yourself today.
Can you look at your life and say that? That you’re exactly where you need to be and it is enough?
But here’s the thing- he’s a mall walker who now knows what it means to be content. And the thing that was more challenging than Everest, that required more discipline than learning to fly a plane, was being able to see the goodness right in front of him and say it is enough. It is good. I am exactly where I need to be.
Because the setting for this interview wasn’t an airplane hanger or somewhere exotic- it was on the couch in Beck Weathers’ home in Texas, surrounded by his grandkids’ toys and a cuddly house cat. And this once thrill-seeking adventurer shared in the interview that his exercise routine now consists of being a mall walker. From Everest to A MALL WALKER.
It’s hard to turn ourselves around. It’s hard to stop chasing and wanting more. It’s hard. But it. Is. possible.
And in an interview, Weathers reflected on this part of his story, saying, ““You would think that undergoing something as life-changing as Everest would just permanently alter you. But when you’ve spent 50 years with a certain form of driven behavior, it’s pretty difficult to turn that around.”
Because, sure, it wasn’t a hard sell for his wife to convince him to stop mountain climbing after Everest. But he still felt the itch, he still wanted more. So once he recovered from his injuries, he took up flying. And the shadow of obsession started to creep back into his life...his ability to be present diminished, and another wedge began to form in his marriage and family.
And, friends, it is a journey. Because remember Beck Weathers, the climber who lost so much in the Everest disaster...he also gained an entirely new way of looking at his life. But that new perspective didn’t come easy, and he had to learn it.
Because finding joy and contentment can feel hard. Maybe it even feels impossible. But look, we don’t do it on our own. God is with us- wherever we find ourselves. Whether it’s in the smelly dorm, the brand new house, the hospital room, the carpool line- God is present. And if the ONE hard thing you need to do this week is start to shift your perspective from longing for the next thing to a life of contentment and gratitude- God will show up on that journey with you.
And the good news for each of us, wherever we might be, is that even when we struggle to be satisfied with where we are-and we WILL struggle, we’re human- joy is possible for us. Slide 5: We can learn to be content, even when it’s a challenge. Paul says in verse 13, a familiar verse that you might even have printed on a coffee mug- I can do all things through Christ. We even talked about this verse last month, when we handed out cards that rephrased in a way that I just loved, saying, “I can do hard things with God’s help.”
And it requires us to look around us and actually believe that God could be present- no matter what the destination looks like. No matter how boring or disappointing the reality is- we can find satisfaction wherever we have arrived. Despite what we so often believe, there’s no one great place that we all need to end up and you’re not missing something because your destination doesn’t look the same as the people around you. It doesn’t have to GET BETTER for us to see it as enough. We just have to invite God work on our perspective.
The truth about joy is that it’s learned not earned. When Paul says, “I have LEARNED to be content...with whatever I have.” THAT’’s what he’s getting at. Contentment for him and for us is a process. It’s hard won through experience and struggle and connection to God.
The house will need a new water heater. The kids will lose their minds in the middle of Target and someone will say, “Oh, you have your hands full” but not in an empathetic and helpful way. Our partner will have to work late and we’ll find ourselves home alone watching Netflix. And the paycheck grows, but it’s amazing, so do the number of Starbucks trips we make in a week!
And the lesson that I have to keep learning, the truth that Paul draws us back to, is that our contentment and satisfaction can only outlast the ifs when it is rooted in something bigger than what we can attain. Our image, our stuff, the people around us- none of it comes with the sticking power that we hope for as we chase it.
And you know what? All those ifs? Those have been MY ifs at one point in time. And I’ve attained every single one of those things. But even as I’ve checked the boxes and done the things and felt good...the satisfaction doesn’t last. The list keeps growing. There’s always another “If”.
If...If...If…
If I could just lose 10 pounds, I would finally like how I look.
If I just made a little more money, I would be happy with what I have.
If I just had kids, I would finally find belonging.
If I just owned a house, then I would feel have something to show for my hard work.
If I was just in a relationship, then I wouldn’t feel lonely anymore.
Because the thing about chasing joy that is dependent on our circumstances, is that we can run really fast,we can try really hard, and we can get sooooo close...and that joy will always be just out of reach. And this joy that isn’t really joy at all makes us live our lives with an ever-present “if...then” mindset. It usually goes something like this:
The drive to get to the next thing, to make it to the top and arrive...our obsession with that can cost SO MUCH. It might not be as obvious as the loss that Beck Weathers suffered, but it’s real and it shapes us. And even if we’re not chasing the next mountain peak, (Slide 3: we’re all chasing something). And the things that we chase can either root us in the kind of joy that Paul talks about, or the things we chase can trap us in that destructive cycle of never enough.
And in the mid 90s, the next big thing for Beck Weathers came up...and it was HUGE- an expedition on Mt. Everest. Now you might recognize this name if you’ve read the book Into Thin Air or have seen the movie Everest. And if you’ve read the book or seen the movie, you know that this Everest climb was a disaster- the biggest loss of life on Everest to that point happened on this trip. Weathers himself was actually left for dead on the mountain after falling into a hypothermic coma. But, somehow, Weathers woke up, got himself to camp, and survived the experience- but not without losing his nose, hands, and part of his right arm.
We all have different ways of trying to do this, and for Weathers it was through extreme mountain climbing. When he wasn’t on climbing expeditions, he was training for the next one. Even on family vacations, he would disappear for hours to hike and condition, never really being present where he was and always thinking about what could be next.
Beck Weathers (Slide 3: Beck Weathers) was a man who was obsessed with finding that thing that would bring fulfillment and joy to his life. He had a life that most people would love to have- a successful career as a pathologist, a loving wife and kids, and a nice home. But for most of his adult life, he felt like it just wasn’t enough. He felt empty. And so he became obsessed with filling the emptiness and trying to find joy.
And so we start to believe that lie, that joy is something we can consume, and we begin to want more and we start chasing the next thing that might just bring us joy and fill the void. And as we chase the next thing, and the next, and the next, and the next...something starts to happens to us- our perspective gets skewed and we begin to believe that maybe what we have or where we are...it’s just not enough. And it might not EVER be enough.
And here’s the tricky thing about finding joy and contentment: the battle to rejoice ALWAYS isn’t only difficult during the crisis or the major disappointments that we come up against. In fact, we might actually struggle the most to find joy in the mundane, everyday parts of our lives. Even when things are objectively good, we can start to believe that maybe it’s just not good enough. And maybe there’s something better that we just haven’t experienced yet. And maybe we won’t actually be content until we get that thing.
And it’s important that we realize that as he’s present and aware of the good and bad of his current moment, Paul isn’t writing a self-help book about how to be happier. You’ve probably heard this before, but it’s worth repeating: joy and happiness are NOT the same. We confuse the two a lot, and they can seem so similar, but there’s a key difference. Happiness is great- it FEELS great- but those feelings change quickly, and we can swing from happy to sad in no time. And while happiness is fleeting, joy is steady. True joy is not dependent on where we are or what we’re experiencing. In fact, the wildest thing about joy is that it’s often counterintuitive to what we’re going through. Joy’s roots run deep, and with God’s help, (Slide 2:) we can find joy wherever we find ourselves.
And Paul’s been practicing this himself. He’s been disappointed and let down, by people and communities and systems and it COULD HAVE gotten under his skin and totally derailed his passion for ministry. But he doesn’t let those real and hard things keep him from moving forward- instead, Paul focuses on what it’s going to take to be present in the moment and find joy in the call that God has given him.
Because Paul knows that he’s not the only one who’s struggling- they are struggling too. They might not be in jail, but it’s the early church! There’s conflict, persecution, life isn’t easy for these Christians. But the best thing about living a life of rejoicing is that smooth sailing isn’t a requirement. Joy isn’t found in numbing out, it’s not pretending like things are a-ok when they are actually falling apart. There’s nothing fake or inauthentic about this joy that Paul writes about. The reason joy has sticking power is because it means telling the truth about where we are, and seeing God in the middle of it.
And as he writes, Paul reminds his friends in Phillippi that they- like him- have the ability to find joy in any circumstance- even the ones that are less than ideal and can’t be changed. The joy he writes about isn’t contingent on a release timeline or because he’s gotten any kind of indication that things are going to get better. It’s a joy that Paul carries with him through every season of life- and he wants his friends to know that kind of joy and contentment is possible for them too.
But Paul’s in a totally different headspace here and instead of fixating on everything that’s wrong in this situation and everyone who has wronged him and gotten him to this place, he starts writing to the Phillippian church...not with a long list of complaints, but about what it means to rejoice in the Lord ALWAYS.
And as we think about this setting that Paul finds himself in, I want you to take a minute and imagine yourself in Paul’s shoes and your own perspective. I think it’s safe to say that had I been put in prison for doing nothing but trying to live out my faith, I would be at best pretty grouchy. Probably sad and even a little hopeless and at a dead end.
And that’s why I think Paul’s message on joy is so powerful. Because to really understand what Paul is saying, first we need to understand where he was saying it from. As he writes about joy, he’s writing not from LaFollette, but from an actual prison. A place he certainly didn’t choose and a destination that he doesn’t seem to be exiting anytime soon.
Sometimes that happens on our journey. We realize that we have indeed arrived...but where we’ve ended up doesn’t always live up to the hype. The destination doesn’t always satisfy. Instead of what we hoped for, we find ourselves in a smelly stairwell trying to get freshmen to obey quiet hours (which is, side note- impossible), disappointed and wondering how we got here.
And so I found myself a lot that year, wishing that I was anywhere else but where I had ended up. I had wanted that job SO badly, but the destination was a major let down. And I have to tell you, I let that disappointment get to me. I let it get to me in such a way that it really tainted my whole sophomore year. Now, there were some good things that happened that year, yes, but every night when I would go home, when I would be on duty over the weekend...I was just bummed out. I someplace that I didn’t want to be, I was discouraged, and I couldn’t change a thing about it.
And look, I wish that this was a story that has a great twist, and I could tell you that they put in all new carpet and central AC and windows that consistently opened without breaking right before I moved in...But, no. I arrived for RA training and it was EXACTLY as bad as I had been dreading. There were no burning couches, but it was gross. And HOT and humid- always, no matter the season. And the stairwell on the boy’s levels just had this smell, a smell I could not identify and still don’t want to.
So I was NOT up for THAT! And I tried, subtly, in the interview to steer the committee towards any other dorm...but when I got the letter telling me I had gotten the job, there it was. Despite all my prayers, despite my hints, despite my anxiety- I held a letter in my hand that said, “Congratulations, you have been selected to be a Resident Assistant for the 2006-2007 school year in Knotts/Edwards Hall (LaFollette Complex)!”
And there was one dorm that no one wanted to get placed in. Well, specifically, 4 residence halls that made up one gigantic housing complex called LaFollette.(Slide 1: Picture of LaFollette) Now, it looks like a prison, but that was the freshman dorm at Ball State. And it had the nickname “La Tear Down”. It was old, nasty, and my sister in law, once told me that when she was in school, she had seen someone throw a burning couch out of a window.
And as excited and confident as I was, there was one thing lurking in the back of my mind, making me a little bit anxious about this dream job...while you could voice your preferences during the interview, you couldn’t actually pick what dorm you were going to end up in.
Well, it turned out you couldn’t apply to be an RA the first week of school, so I waited until the spring when applications were due and interviews began. I bought a dress suit, I made my first resume, I even practiced my interview with a friend who was already an RA herself while wearing the dress suit. I was a little much, but I was READY.
When I was a freshman at Ball State, I had a clear destination in mind- I wanted to be a Resident Assistant. And I knew I wanted to be an RA from the first day I moved into my dorm and went to my first floor meeting. MY freshman RA said she had never actually had a resident come up to her on the first day and ask how to apply for that job. But it seemed perfect for me- you got to create community and take care of people, which are possibly my two greatest love languages.
And you probably know that old saying, “It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey”- but the truth is, our journeys always take us someplace. We might like where we end up or we might find that the destination leaves a little bit to be desired.
This morning we’re continuing our Road Trip series, and I have to tell you...the trip is almost over. We’re wrapping up next week and so far we’ve looked at getting in the car, sharing the road, how to handle the detours, taking time to rest...and today, we are arriving.
You Have Arrived Scripture: Phillippians 4:4-7, 11-13
You’re here. You’ve arrived. Let yourself experience the joy that’s here right now.
The only way we’re going to be able to believe those things is if we take the time to learn to be content. And If joy is learned not earned, then we have to shift the way we spend our time. Because our to-do list probably isn’t going to get shorter, and some of us are just wired to want the next thing. But we have a God who sees these journeys that we’re on for what they really are- a chance to experience the love and grace of Jesus Christ. That grace gives us a new perspective. That grace changes our priorities. That grace leads us to gratitude. And that gratitude is what allows us to be content, like Paul, no matter what- as a mall walker, in a freshman dorm, and wherever you might find yourself today.
Can you look at your life and say that? That you’re exactly where you need to be and it is enough?
But here’s the thing- he’s a mall walker who now knows what it means to be content. And the thing that was more challenging than Everest, that required more discipline than learning to fly a plane, was being able to see the goodness right in front of him and say it is enough. It is good. I am exactly where I need to be.
Because the setting for this interview wasn’t an airplane hanger or somewhere exotic- it was on the couch in Beck Weathers’ home in Texas, surrounded by his grandkids’ toys and a cuddly house cat. And this once thrill-seeking adventurer shared in the interview that his exercise routine now consists of being a mall walker. From Everest to A MALL WALKER.
It’s hard to turn ourselves around. It’s hard to stop chasing and wanting more. It’s hard. But it. Is. possible.
And in an interview, Weathers reflected on this part of his story, saying, ““You would think that undergoing something as life-changing as Everest would just permanently alter you. But when you’ve spent 50 years with a certain form of driven behavior, it’s pretty difficult to turn that around.”
Because, sure, it wasn’t a hard sell for his wife to convince him to stop mountain climbing after Everest. But he still felt the itch, he still wanted more. So once he recovered from his injuries, he took up flying. And the shadow of obsession started to creep back into his life...his ability to be present diminished, and another wedge began to form in his marriage and family.
And, friends, it is a journey. Because remember Beck Weathers, the climber who lost so much in the Everest disaster...he also gained an entirely new way of looking at his life. But that new perspective didn’t come easy, and he had to learn it.
Because finding joy and contentment can feel hard. Maybe it even feels impossible. But look, we don’t do it on our own. God is with us- wherever we find ourselves. Whether it’s in the smelly dorm, the brand new house, the hospital room, the carpool line- God is present. And if the ONE hard thing you need to do this week is start to shift your perspective from longing for the next thing to a life of contentment and gratitude- God will show up on that journey with you.
Paul says in verse 13, a familiar verse that you might even have printed on a coffee mug- I can do all things through Christ. We even talked about this verse last month, when we handed out cards that rephrased in a way that I just loved, saying, “I can do hard things with God’s help.”Slide 5: We can learn to be content, even when it’s a challenge. And the good news for each of us, wherever we might be, is that even when we struggle to be satisfied with where we are-and we WILL struggle, we’re human- joy is possible for us.
And it requires us to look around us and actually believe that God could be present- no matter what the destination looks like. No matter how boring or disappointing the reality is- we can find satisfaction wherever we have arrived. Despite what we so often believe, there’s no one great place that we all need to end up and you’re not missing something because your destination doesn’t look the same as the people around you. It doesn’t have to GET BETTER for us to see it as enough. We just have to invite God work on our perspective.
When Paul says, “I have LEARNED to be content...with whatever I have.” THAT’’s what he’s getting at. Contentment for him and for us is a process. It’s hard won through experience and struggle and connection to God.learned not earned. The truth about joy is that it’s
The house will need a new water heater. The kids will lose their minds in the middle of Target and someone will say, “Oh, you have your hands full” but not in an empathetic and helpful way. Our partner will have to work late and we’ll find ourselves home alone watching Netflix. And the paycheck grows, but it’s amazing, so do the number of Starbucks trips we make in a week!
And the lesson that I have to keep learning, the truth that Paul draws us back to, is that our contentment and satisfaction can only outlast the ifs when it is rooted in something bigger than what we can attain. Our image, our stuff, the people around us- none of it comes with the sticking power that we hope for as we chase it.
And you know what? All those ifs? Those have been MY ifs at one point in time. And I’ve attained every single one of those things. But even as I’ve checked the boxes and done the things and felt good...the satisfaction doesn’t last. The list keeps growing. There’s always another “If”.
If...If...If…
If I could just lose 10 pounds, I would finally like how I look.
If I just made a little more money, I would be happy with what I have.
If I just had kids, I would finally find belonging.
If I just owned a house, then I would feel have something to show for my hard work.
If I was just in a relationship, then I wouldn’t feel lonely anymore.
Because the thing about chasing joy that is dependent on our circumstances, is that we can run really fast,we can try really hard, and we can get sooooo close...and that joy will always be just out of reach. And this joy that isn’t really joy at all makes us live our lives with an ever-present “if...then” mindset. It usually goes something like this:
And the things that we chase can either root us in the kind of joy that Paul talks about, or the things we chase can trap us in that destructive cycle of never enough. (Slide 3: we’re all chasing something). The drive to get to the next thing, to make it to the top and arrive...our obsession with that can cost SO MUCH. It might not be as obvious as the loss that Beck Weathers suffered, but it’s real and it shapes us. And even if we’re not chasing the next mountain peak,
And in the mid 90s, the next big thing for Beck Weathers came up...and it was HUGE- an expedition on Mt. Everest. Now you might recognize this name if you’ve read the book Into Thin Air or have seen the movie Everest. And if you’ve read the book or seen the movie, you know that this Everest climb was a disaster- the biggest loss of life on Everest to that point happened on this trip. Weathers himself was actually left for dead on the mountain after falling into a hypothermic coma. But, somehow, Weathers woke up, got himself to camp, and survived the experience- but not without losing his nose, hands, and part of his right arm.
We all have different ways of trying to do this, and for Weathers it was through extreme mountain climbing. When he wasn’t on climbing expeditions, he was training for the next one. Even on family vacations, he would disappear for hours to hike and condition, never really being present where he was and always thinking about what could be next.
was a man who was obsessed with finding that thing that would bring fulfillment and joy to his life. He had a life that most people would love to have- a successful career as a pathologist, a loving wife and kids, and a nice home. But for most of his adult life, he felt like it just wasn’t enough. He felt empty. And so he became obsessed with filling the emptiness and trying to find joy.Slide 3: Beck Weathers) Beck Weathers (
And so we start to believe that lie, that joy is something we can consume, and we begin to want more and we start chasing the next thing that might just bring us joy and fill the void. And as we chase the next thing, and the next, and the next, and the next...something starts to happens to us- our perspective gets skewed and we begin to believe that maybe what we have or where we are...it’s just not enough. And it might not EVER be enough.
And here’s the tricky thing about finding joy and contentment: the battle to rejoice ALWAYS isn’t only difficult during the crisis or the major disappointments that we come up against. In fact, we might actually struggle the most to find joy in the mundane, everyday parts of our lives. Even when things are objectively good, we can start to believe that maybe it’s just not good enough. And maybe there’s something better that we just haven’t experienced yet. And maybe we won’t actually be content until we get that thing.
(Slide 2:) we can find joy wherever we find ourselves. And it’s important that we realize that as he’s present and aware of the good and bad of his current moment, Paul isn’t writing a self-help book about how to be happier. You’ve probably heard this before, but it’s worth repeating: joy and happiness are NOT the same. We confuse the two a lot, and they can seem so similar, but there’s a key difference. Happiness is great- it FEELS great- but those feelings change quickly, and we can swing from happy to sad in no time. And while happiness is fleeting, joy is steady. True joy is not dependent on where we are or what we’re experiencing. In fact, the wildest thing about joy is that it’s often counterintuitive to what we’re going through. Joy’s roots run deep, and with God’s help,
And Paul’s been practicing this himself. He’s been disappointed and let down, by people and communities and systems and it COULD HAVE gotten under his skin and totally derailed his passion for ministry. But he doesn’t let those real and hard things keep him from moving forward- instead, Paul focuses on what it’s going to take to be present in the moment and find joy in the call that God has given him.
Because Paul knows that he’s not the only one who’s struggling- they are struggling too. They might not be in jail, but it’s the early church! There’s conflict, persecution, life isn’t easy for these Christians. But the best thing about living a life of rejoicing is that smooth sailing isn’t a requirement. Joy isn’t found in numbing out, it’s not pretending like things are a-ok when they are actually falling apart. There’s nothing fake or inauthentic about this joy that Paul writes about. The reason joy has sticking power is because it means telling the truth about where we are, and seeing God in the middle of it.
And as he writes, Paul reminds his friends in Phillippi that they- like him- have the ability to find joy in any circumstance- even the ones that are less than ideal and can’t be changed. The joy he writes about isn’t contingent on a release timeline or because he’s gotten any kind of indication that things are going to get better. It’s a joy that Paul carries with him through every season of life- and he wants his friends to know that kind of joy and contentment is possible for them too.
But Paul’s in a totally different headspace here and instead of fixating on everything that’s wrong in this situation and everyone who has wronged him and gotten him to this place, he starts writing to the Phillippian church...not with a long list of complaints, but about what it means to rejoice in the Lord ALWAYS.
And as we think about this setting that Paul finds himself in, I want you to take a minute and imagine yourself in Paul’s shoes and your own perspective. I think it’s safe to say that had I been put in prison for doing nothing but trying to live out my faith, I would be at best pretty grouchy. Probably sad and even a little hopeless and at a dead end.
And that’s why I think Paul’s message on joy is so powerful. Because to really understand what Paul is saying, first we need to understand where he was saying it from. As he writes about joy, he’s writing not from LaFollette, but from an actual prison. A place he certainly didn’t choose and a destination that he doesn’t seem to be exiting anytime soon.
Sometimes that happens on our journey. We realize that we have indeed arrived...but where we’ve ended up doesn’t always live up to the hype. The destination doesn’t always satisfy. Instead of what we hoped for, we find ourselves in a smelly stairwell trying to get freshmen to obey quiet hours (which is, side note- impossible), disappointed and wondering how we got here.
And so I found myself a lot that year, wishing that I was anywhere else but where I had ended up. I had wanted that job SO badly, but the destination was a major let down. And I have to tell you, I let that disappointment get to me. I let it get to me in such a way that it really tainted my whole sophomore year. Now, there were some good things that happened that year, yes, but every night when I would go home, when I would be on duty over the weekend...I was just bummed out. I someplace that I didn’t want to be, I was discouraged, and I couldn’t change a thing about it.
And look, I wish that this was a story that has a great twist, and I could tell you that they put in all new carpet and central AC and windows that consistently opened without breaking right before I moved in...But, no. I arrived for RA training and it was EXACTLY as bad as I had been dreading. There were no burning couches, but it was gross. And HOT and humid- always, no matter the season. And the stairwell on the boy’s levels just had this smell, a smell I could not identify and still don’t want to.
So I was NOT up for THAT! And I tried, subtly, in the interview to steer the committee towards any other dorm...but when I got the letter telling me I had gotten the job, there it was. Despite all my prayers, despite my hints, despite my anxiety- I held a letter in my hand that said, “Congratulations, you have been selected to be a Resident Assistant for the 2006-2007 school year in Knotts/Edwards Hall (LaFollette Complex)!”
Now, it looks like a prison, but that was the freshman dorm at Ball State. And it had the nickname “La Tear Down”. It was old, nasty, and my sister in law, once told me that when she was in school, she had seen someone throw a burning couch out of a window.(Slide 1: Picture of LaFollette) And there was one dorm that no one wanted to get placed in. Well, specifically, 4 residence halls that made up one gigantic housing complex called LaFollette.
And as excited and confident as I was, there was one thing lurking in the back of my mind, making me a little bit anxious about this dream job...while you could voice your preferences during the interview, you couldn’t actually pick what dorm you were going to end up in.
Well, it turned out you couldn’t apply to be an RA the first week of school, so I waited until the spring when applications were due and interviews began. I bought a dress suit, I made my first resume, I even practiced my interview with a friend who was already an RA herself while wearing the dress suit. I was a little much, but I was READY.
When I was a freshman at Ball State, I had a clear destination in mind- I wanted to be a Resident Assistant. And I knew I wanted to be an RA from the first day I moved into my dorm and went to my first floor meeting. MY freshman RA said she had never actually had a resident come up to her on the first day and ask how to apply for that job. But it seemed perfect for me- you got to create community and take care of people, which are possibly my two greatest love languages.
And you probably know that old saying, “It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey”- but the truth is, our journeys always take us someplace. We might like where we end up or we might find that the destination leaves a little bit to be desired.
This morning we’re continuing our Road Trip series, and I have to tell you...the trip is almost over. We’re wrapping up next week and so far we’ve looked at getting in the car, sharing the road, how to handle the detours, taking time to rest...and today, we are arriving.
You Have Arrived Scripture: Phillippians 4:4-7, 11-13