Article June 28, 2004 Issue

FINDING HOME the adventure goes on

By Phil Davis

My Friend Is A Well–Known Baptist minister and attorney. I was in a meeting with him one day a few years ago when he announced that he was leaving his job and leaving town to do something entirely different. Considering how successful and valued he was, I was surprised. When I asked him about it, he just smiled and said, "Well, Phil, life is an adventure."

I knew what he meant. My friend is a man of prayer, who looks to God to direct his life. He didn't need to say any more. He probably did not yet know all the reasons why he was moving and changing his career. But he knew that the real adventure of life was in letting God do the leading.

Last year I thought again about this friend's departure as I faced my own "adventure." About three years ago I relocated to the East Coast. I'd grown up in New England, so in many ways the move felt like returning home. My wife and I found property that, to me, was a dream come true — acres of land offering complete privacy, a lawn, a wooded surround, and a fishing brook.