the two-year itch

The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page.
~ St. Augustine

You've heard of the seven-year itch in marriages. Where after seven years the husband and wife get tired of being married and want a change. Well, I suffer from the two-year itch as I call it. About every two years I start feeling edgy. I would swear that somewhere in my heritage there is gypsy blood. I almost always feel the need to travel. After about three years of constant travel and 1,000,000 miles my parents were finally able to settle down for 6 months...and I have a long way to go to get to a million miles.

This summer it has been 2 years since I was in London. In some ways it seems like it was yesterday and in some ways it seems like it was a lifetime ago. But I am eager to travel out of the country again. I am in need of fresh sights and new experiences. I need a re-focused perspective of the world that for me can only be gained by exposure to a new and different country and culture.

More than that I am ready to see more of the beautiful creation that God has given us. Whenever I travel I am constantly amazed at the marvelous and varied landscape that God created. Gazing upon mountains I see the handprint of the Creator, and I wonder at how anyone could ever think it all just happened by chance. Beholding the sea I am awestruck to think of the power that God has to be able to speak a single word and calm the waves. Every part of creation sings praise to God, and I delight in seeing how all the different corners of the world bring Him glory. It makes my heart sing.

I was feeling rather unsettled today. I woke up feeling like I wanted to bake something. So I made scones and my roommate and I had a lovely afternoon tea (that was actually our breakfast, we were a bit on the late rising side this morning). And then tonight I made Quiche Lorianne (a la meli). Served with a side of green beans it made a delightful supper.

It is so hard to think that in a week I will be on a plane somewhere over the Pacific ocean. This is a direction I have never flown before. I have been to the west coast, but never beyond there. This will be quite the adventure...and I'm ready to meet it head on.

Peace and Mercy.

Comments

  1. Nate21 July, 2010

    That two-year itch is a traveler's curse. My two years are about up since Brasil in '08.. where to next... that's the question

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