There’s an adventure in traveling to different parts of the world—stepping into the unknown with open hands and an open heart, ready to see what God has in store for me in the moment. I find beauty in the sweep of the landscape from a new road, in sunsets that set the sky on fire in colors I didn’t know had names, and in the small, sacred interactions with people along the way: a shared laugh, a kind gesture, a story offered over a meal. Each place has its own rhythm and light, and when I slow down enough to notice, I’m amazed by how much wonder is waiting—quietly, generously—right where I am.