And we’re off…

My dog is sad.

Lucy is not taking the the house van as well as Brad and I are.  She misses running laps around our back yard or knowing exactly what time to expect the mailman to drop by so she could spend 15 minutes barking at him. 

Now she only has about 12 ft. of van floor to run on and I have yet to figure out how to get mail delivered to our van door.

I can feel her pain.  There have been moments when I stop and think about what we are doing and how crazy and ridiculous it is.  We really have a nice little life going for us in Columbus.  We both had decent jobs, a nice apartment, and great group of friends and family nearby.  We must be insane to have given that all up to live in a van with only a few possessions left in the world. 

But then I remember how much I hated waking up at 6 am every morning to work a job that made someone else rich.  What’s the point of having a job that makes good money if I don’t want possessions? 

This life really is a blessing.  I have the opportunity to do something that most people only dream about.  I get to live in a house van and drive around the United States at will. 

I think God has given us the opportunity to quit our jobs, sell our stuff, and leave any permanent residence because first off, he loves us and knows that this will make us much happier than any job ever would.  Secondly, he wants us to help some people. 

So, if God tells us to go left, we’ll go left. 

Comments

Aw, i think lucy will be okay. it was so fun hanging out with you guys last nite. take care out there and be safe! love you guys

I wish a safe and rewarding journey to the both of you. You have GOD as your co-pilot… Enjoy ...