Along the Riverbank

    I can't believe that my last-minute vacations, sleeping in (probably a little more than the "healthy" amount), and days fully devoted to embarrassing family bonding are drawing to a close-yes, summer is almost over. Where did it even go? I can perfectly picture stepping out of the school doors and breathing in my first breath of summer, of relaxation, of freedom. Yet here I am, packing my backpack with crisp new school supplies and thumbing through the pieces of my uniform for the perfect outfit for the first day of school tomorrow.      Boy, has God taken me on an adventure this summer; sometimes I skipped happily down the road, other times, He practically had to drag my grumpy self along. I am constantly amazed by his patience and grace with me. And here, looking back on two crazy months, I feel like a different person than I was. Traveling has a way of opening your eyes and bringing your heart into focus, and I traveled not one, but three times this summ...