The time is now...

I looked outside today and saw the changing colors and the sweet smelling autumn rain and wondered how another year of my life has managed to slip by me. Here I am, a week shy of 27, and I still feel so unaccomplished in my existence.

I want more. I want to write full time while working from home so I can be with my children. I want to travel and do mission work. I want to be the type of superwoman who can conquer anything.

But right now I am still me and I am not so sure that the average "me" is really who I want to be anymore.

Through all the changes that have taken place over the past year, the addition of our beautiful daughter and the conception of our second child, my husband and I concluded that it is time to truly live what we believe.

We want to raise our children in an environment of "doing" rather than one of just "dreaming."

So now is the time.

Now we are finally coming to a place where we are examining who we are and what we can do to live differently. We are looking at our age and saying, "we can't wait another 20 years to do what we have always dreamed of doing and to do the things God has called us to do. We just have to do it. We just have to have the faith." So now we spread our arms, close our eyes, and jump.

It will scary. It will mean sailing on uncharted waters. And it will result in the biggest adventure of our lives.

And I can't wait.