After 500 miles of driving #clubdaugherty has made it back home. An evening well up north with family. A great experience for sure. More to come later…
For now though…rest.
Just hit the Iowa state line heading north.
Love some passenger sleeping, relaxing time while Darco drives.
Side note: Less than 50 more clicks to hit 30,000 over here. Strange!
I’m still recovering after a blitz of a three day journey. From departing northwest Missouri, to running through the beautiful mountainous area of Arkansas, to a quick peek at the progress in Joplin, Missouri three years after their tornado; it was nice to get out, get active, and in the end it was still nice to get home.
As goes travel journals, all of them are linked, connected, and everything else in between for your viewing pleasure.
Bags are packed, arguments finished, and coffee in hand.
Only tragedy: Finding out a pair of Yurbuds had been left at home.
I am no one…
…and it feels great.
I was running last night through some rural roads while a storm system passed through; creating a delightful [and cold experience]. Upon my return back to the starting position of the adventure it started to sink in…
I am no one…
However, in past experiences this would be met with doubt, guilty, pity, and a plethora of other mentioned terms that’d make me feel sorry for myself, yesterday was not that experience.
I am no one…
Over the past two years I received exactly what I wanted, I got a taste of the spotlight, and I accepted the pressures of life before me. I tried, I failed, and then I was brushed off and led onto a new path. I love my life; I have an awesome wife and an incredible job. Imagine, I sit at a computer all day finding ways to market products and services through social media. I practically live on Twitter and Google+, how cool is that? My wife has become a health nut, of which I love her even more because of it. We travel, work on new projects, pray for her promotion, and watch life evolve before us.
I am no one…
I am not a successful businessman, entrepreneurship really isn’t my thing; even though I find the process fascinating. I love to type, dream of writing, and get wrapped up in new, creative ways to market new ideas and dreams. I wasn’t really designed to be in the spotlight, the preacher, teacher, businessman, or anything of the life. I enjoy being behind the scenes, staying quiet, and operating life from the stroke of the keys. How different is that from a piano player? I read books, run outside, and drive throughout the country between work and home. There are dreams of fitness, and hopes of health; knowing that one will always compliment the other. I hang out with my best friend, she’s everything to me and I couldn’t have dreamed up a better life partner. We’ve witnessed tragedy, disappointment, and many sleepless nights, but God never left our side. We’ve cried for repentance, and wept when hope felt lost, but each morning we’d wake up knowing that He was still in control.
I’m trying to live a reality and a dream I had years upon years ago; simple truth of being less so God can become more. It’s taken hard lessons, and painful realities, but as time progresses scars do really heal. My blood pleasure is lowered, and sleep comes rather easy these days. More time is spent with family, and after 7:00 each night social media world gets placed on hold for the next morning. There are dreams and ambitions, many tasks I hope to accomplish, and bigger adventures that lie beyond the current path.
With that said though, no matter the event that lays before me, or the path that is taken, I am so much more comfortable hanging out in the shadows, being more quiet compared to loud, and learning to put pride aside and understand what ‘me’ is really about. The idea of ‘me’ is merely pride, accepting that the importance of life revolves around yourself. It’s a dangerous place to be as a Christian, and it become hard to keep your tongue controlled. Thankfully God is good, a loving Father that always rescues His kids every time that they’ve fallen. In recent months I’ve fallen hard, and it’s hurt, and it caused pain, but at the end the lesson learn was understanding that when the sun sets, when the sun rises, I have to always uphold to a holistic truth:
I am no one…
Internal, external, and everything between. This has been a week of meetings.
Heading out to Tulsa, Oklahoma for a few days starting tomorrow, but I just received word that one of the meetings will be finalized by Wednesday next week (ish).
Trying not to be nervous, trying to remain faithful, and not stressing.
It’s God’s deal, not mine; what I keep trying to tell myself.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Sometimes a fourteen hour road trip to the middle of nowhere is exactly what the doctor ordered.
As it turns out my traveling passenger is a Snapchat nightmare. He’s averaging six snaps a minute. He’s turned the dark interior of the Mazda3 into a rave party with his flash.
I feel old…