Advent travel comes to an end.

Now, as my flight home climbs past 10,000 on its way to Atlanta, my Advent travel comes to an end.

Five days in Taos in sub zero temperatures, followed by three days in Phoenix with temps in the 60's and 70's. 

In each locale I have found rest, reflection, and faces of love. I have been held in God's love by many who love me. 

I have laughed and cried, walked and trekked, given and been given. I have rejoiced in prayer and in song. 

While I have been given abundance, I'm so very aware of those for whom provision for basic needs, let alone abundance, does not exist. 

I have seen need out in the open in one locale,  and I have only sensed need in another locale. Whether seen or unseen, I know it exists.

We are called to provide. I am called to provide. I have a new year ahead of me, one which finds me at the end of one ministry; one where I am seeking my next. I'm trying to listen -to hear-  where I am called next to serve. 

I the meantime I will for now bask in memories of this Advent travel.