Just finished my first journal, and I wanted to share the final entry with you all. So here it is.
Currently I find myself seated on a rock that is on top of the world. It’s past noon, the sun is beginning to sink in the sky. It’s November and I’m on a mountain. This is a special mountain. I’ve slept on it. In fact, a little over three years ago, I shared communion with a few of my friends: Tyler, Ryan, Cody, Drew and Jake. It was an adventure I’ll likely never forget, and as we sat where I sit now, we broke bread, passed a bottle of grape juice around, gave thanks and enjoyed the landscape in good company. Today I’m seated with Tyler. We’re reminiscing, but also eager and afraid of the future. We have the choices we’ve made, those we are currently making and a whole lot more to make in the years ahead. Choices that don’t matter, choices that do matter. A whole bunch of them. As I continue to write, I find myself drifting back and forth between the future I find myself to be so concerned with and this moment. The weather here is perfect. Every so often, a gust of wind passes over the rock and chills my fingers to the bone, but between those moments I feel the gentle caress of the sun’s warmth. It’s amazing how I can hear the wind swirling about in the trees so far off before it finally reaches me and knocks the pages around over and over again. It is tranquil here – between the quiet conversations of the other hikers, and the laughs Tyler and I share every few minutes, I can say for a moment, I am satisfied. I wouldn’t want to finish this journal in any other state of mind. Right here and now, I feel right.
This first post is dedicated to my dad for all the times my dad has said, “Landon you really should make a blog.” So here it is, I hope that you all will find my thoughts as intriguing as I do. I think my goal is to discuss anything and everything. Things that I fear and doubt. Things I appreciate. Things I enjoy.
I find myself in a season of life where I have a lot of questions and few answers, but what else would you expect? I’m 20. Its no secret that I lack a certain worldly experience that wise old men possess. I’m in my senior year of college, and I study religion. My game plan for now is to continue learning; the next step is graduate school, and maybe after the masters degree it will be the doctorate degree. Maybe it won’t. I find that being flexible is the best way to be. Rigidity will leave me disappointed and desperate to reach a goal that may be impossible for me.
For now, I’ll leave you all with this. The most important things I learned this summer are: 1. Lack expectation – you’re going to let yourself down or you’ll likely be let down by other people (because they’re people) and 2. Practice thankfulness – it seems like people are constantly complaining about something. Hell, even I do, but after I had begun practicing thankfulness, my life has slowly changed. It’s incredible how many things I find to complain about when I have so many things to be thankful for. I’m healthy, I live in a relatively safe nation, I have a family, I’m alive, the list goes on.
If all goes according to plan, I intend for this blog to start a conversation. Let’s argue and disagree. This post is obviously not super controversial or “offensive,” but who knows? We may reach that point one day. Hope you’ll join me in a journey through some of my thoughts (and most likely hiking photos), I’d love to have you along.