Ash...everyday is a winding road...

Delete delete delete. How many times can I start the first line of a blog and then delete it? It's not that I have nothing to say...I'd say it's a combination of having a mosaic of thoughts in my head and icy cold typing fingers. So in the last 4 weeks I have been in 3 different provinces, slept in 6 different towns in 8 different beds, and I'm finally figuring out what Jesus was up to in taking me all over the place. The fog of frustration finally started clearing on Sunday. I went up onto a mountain and stood by this lake as a huge thunderstorm was coming in. The wind became furious and clouds were rushing towards me and all of a sudden I remembered the one thing that my flesh keeps forgetting--I am free. Freedom. I let confusion, the fear of disappointing people, fear of disappointing myself, chain me. So in the last half a week I've been getting who I really am back in the game. I've started drawing and writing again, I've put my charming confidence back on (ha--I threw charming in to encourage myself that my confidence is a good thing), and I've remembered how beautiful reckless abandonment is in the eyes of Jesus. It's all good. I'm really getting excited for this summer of camp and Street Invaders, and I'm getting SO excited about Winnipeg.

I am not afraid to be poor.
I am not afraid to be unveiled.
I am not afraid to be vulnverable.
I am not afraid to live in the unknown.

I am not afraid to live fearlessly.

What a strange blog this blog eh? It just kind of came out of me. What are things in your life that are keeping you chained? What are you now unafraid of?