Today our five-year-old, Madeline, approached me and asked when we were leaving.

“Leaving for what,” I asked her, sure she was thinking about a local park or Grandma’s house.

“For our journey,” she said.

Still not getting what she was talking about, I thought she wanted to pretend that we were on one of our make-believe adventures as pirates looking for treasure, superheroes fighting crime, or rock starts at a concert.

“What do you want to be on our journey, Maddy,” I said.

“No, Daddy, not one of our pretend adventures… when are we leaving for our real adventure?!”

Then it clicked, and something in my spirit threw a can of gasoline on the pilot light inside me. I want to go now. Not for me, but because my kids are getting anxious to go. My five-year-old wasn’t interestd in some made-up, fictional adventure. She wants the real thing.

We may not be digging up treasure or fighting crime. The odds are we won’t be performing for sold-out stadiums to thousands of screaming fans. But that doesn’t matter… traveling the country with my family, exploring places we’ve never been, teaching our children what true diversity and acceptance is, instilling in them a love for God and all His Creation… that’s more exciting than any adventure I can make up in my head.

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