We all strive to trust in something. For me, faith in God is the guiding force that anchors my spirit when life's challenges weigh me down. Yesterday was one of those days when the devil tried to creep in as I felt the weight of exhaustion. However, my happiest moments come when we’re on the road, doing what we believe is God’s work. We are incredibly fortunate to be able to work from anywhere, but the nomadic lifestyle comes with its own set of hurdles. 

Currently, we're still searching for the right person to work on the #bajagiveaway Subaru Adventure Vehicle and finish the graphics for both vehicles. Last night, the stress of managing all these tasks across multiple states felt overwhelming.  But then Willy, sensing my panic, stopped to pray over me. He asked God to grant me peace in our daily lives and in the tasks ahead. This morning, I woke up to a text from my dear Aubie, checking in on me. With several appointments on our schedule, we quickly got busy. Then I found myself having lunch with Aubie, who gave me a sweet card from my best friend Laura. Her words were exactly what I needed to hear. As I caught up on emails, a “Remember The Day” photo popped up, reminding me of where we were just a year ago.

Back then, we were traveling in a Camry, hopping from campground to campground, pitching a tent each time. Today, we have two working vehicles and a rooftop tent to save our backs. We’ve accomplished so much this past year. The other day, I told Willy that the opportunities we have now seem surreal to me. I’ve struggled for so long that sometimes good things scare me more than anything. 

But we’ve worked hard, and it’s paying off. The schedules we maintain are exhausting, but the hard work and long hours are starting to bear fruit. While the journey can be thrilling and exciting, we all have those moments of doubt where we question our path. This Thankful Thursday, I’m grateful for my faith, which sees me through these times. I’m also thankful for the angels God has placed in my life, friends who are there for me even before I know I need them. 

Today, we met a man who wanted to hear how Wandering Willy started. As Willy recounted our history, he mentioned how impressed he was that we had stepped out in faith to follow this path. His words were just what I needed to hear. Willy told him that I’m always the one scared about the next steps, which is true. But I’m grateful that God sends me signs to rekindle the faith I carry in my heart, reminding me that we are on the right path. My hope is that wherever we wander, we spread kindness and God’s love to those we meet along the way.