How stretchy shorts have thus far changed my life...

I'm a dreamer...I always have been. I have this awesome list of all these crazy, thrilling, and purposeful things I want to accomplish with my life. You know...so when I look back at my life when I'm eighty-eight, I can look back and say "wow, I had a fullfilling life...I'm full and I'm ready to go home." Plus I will have all these great stories to tell my grand-kids about adventures and lessons learned and I will be able to give some really wise incite. I want to have some good stories to tell ya know..real stories, not tales. I have to make-up for all the crappie stories some of my ancestors lived out anyways...
Anyways...the point is, I have a lot of great ideas...I just never knew where to start or how to start. Plus I have this fear of failure. Some of my ideas I just gave up on because I just did not see how they were even fathomable or possible. Like where would I get the finances? When would I have the time? I didn't feel like I had the talent or ability to achieve a lot of the things I wanted to do anyways...
I think part of my issue is that I was seeking my fulfillment and the great stories through other people and stuff... like junk of this world that I didn't really need...I couldn't find them.
Then I kinda gave up.
Then God pulled me from this dark rut and and made me aware of his spirit and his truth and his grace...
The power of his spirit, where anything right and just and of God's will is fathomable
Grace for myself really.
And the truth of the realities of the world...and pain and hurt and hunger and thirst and empty souls.
My soul wasn't empty anymore...that made me aware of the other empty souls
Then Ride:Well came through my town...it was awesome! I got to meet a lot of these crazy, awesome people living out some really crazy, awesome stories.
I signed up. I started cycling. I hated it. I was broke. I had no idea what I was doing, I just knew it was the start of a really good story.

Some other girls in my hometown are coming with me on this trip with me. There names are Shannon, Jenn, Crystal, and Steph.
Shannon is an adventurer at heart and a thrill-seeker. I love that. And if she sets her mind to do something it's gonna get done. She never gives up, which in turn means I can't give up. Plus she good at coming up with these really crazy ideas and she really believes she can do it and she usually does.
Jenn is real. She is down-to-earth and I love it. And she is a good person to have deep conversations with which is pretty vital. She helps people every day. She has the heart the size of a watermelon. I love Jenn.
Then Crystal...I don't know her very well yet but she is always freakin happy! And she laughs alot and has a great smile. She pretty much makes everyone smile. I guess the best adjective for her would be "fun-loving"
Steph goes to UNT and studies art. I dont know her very well yet either but she is an artsy-fartsy which means I already love her. And she is just so darn nice. I wish I could be as nice as her and crystal.
I started surrounding myself with these girls and my true friends who have been loving on me and supporting me. I started submerging myself into this cause.
And my life is being transformed.

I like to cycle now...quite a bit.
People have heard about what we are doing...and it is changing there lives and opening there eyes right here in my town, and we haven't even left yet.
I get to speak to a youth group about everything going on tonight actually...in Milford. God has put a message in my heart through this trip and all I have been through thus far...it's good stuff.
The most horrible, suckiest, annoying thing to do in the world...fundraising has even changed me.
I learned that I have the ability to paint and people actually like it.
I learned how amazingly giving God's people can be...a dear friend of mine (not a wealthy friend) gave me a thousand dollars for this cause. That is putting your trust in God. That was an amazing testimony to me.
And the funny thing is none of this stuff was on my list...
and it way more fulfilling then I could have ever imagined.
And I learned that if you completely give it all up to God...everything...and take the risk and do what can be uncomfortable...that is what makes a good story. That is when God moves. And that is fulfillment.
All this said and I haven't even began this trip...the next leg of the tale.
See you all in San Diego June 2! Love ya'll.