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“We know from myths and fairy tales that there are many different kinds of powers in this world. One child is given a light saber, another a wizard’s education. The trick is not to amass all the different kinds of available power, but to use well the kind you’ve been granted. Introverts are offered keys to private gardens full of riches.”

– Susan Cain (1)

Have you ever felt at some point during a conversation that you don’t have a voice?

Or you’re not heard when you do try to say something?

It is an incredibly frustrating and discouraging feeling when you’re not heard, especially for introverts.

As introverts know full well, they’ve put in all this time preparing mentally for what to say, and when they finally have worked up enough guts to say what they’ve been thinking about for the last 40 minutes, or when a space finally opens in the conversation, nobody seems to hear what they have just said.

There is no response.

No acknowledgment.

“Did they even hear me?”, is an all-too-common question introverts ask themselves.

As I’ve known for quite some time now, I am an introvert.

I don’t have introversion at 100% on the proverbial sliding scale, but I do lean more towards being an introvert than an extrovert.

I enjoy people and hanging out with friends, but I do need time alone.

Time to think, to ponder, to reflect, to re-gain energy, to make sense of what is going on around me and in me.

To explain, for the introvert the thinking process that is required is mentally draining as well as emotionally taxing when all that internal labor doesn’t get to have a chance to be expressed and to be recognized for what it is.

This is something that really bothers me and is something I constantly battle in my life, as a person, not just as an introvert, of which I am one.

I have noticed that when this happens, I’ll respond in one of two ways: Either I’ll raise my voice louder to make sure my comment is heard, or I’ll shrink back in despair and feel defeated inside.

Both are horrible compromises that leave me feeling upset and belittled.

It seems that introverts have it hardest when trying to communicate their thoughts, especially in a group of people.

It could be at work, in the lunch room, hanging out with friends, or even during those get-togethers with your extended family over the holidays.

By this I mean, when given the spotlight to talk introverts aren’t the quickest for giving a response.

What they need (to be read as: their communication preference) is time to think and time to process their thoughts, before they communicate what is on their minds.

They’ve got to sort through the mountain of information that has been presented to them, analyze it from every known angle, and then out of that form a deep-rooted, concisely-clear thought.

See how much energy this requires?

What drives me crazy is when I’m interrupted by quick-thinking, overly-assertive extroverts, who unknowingly rob both my moments for quiet thinking and the time I could have had for expressing my thoughts out loud to them.

In short, the internal thought patterns have been interrupted; thereby, breaking the flow from one pattern of thought to another.

Notes:

(1) Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking (New York: Crown Publishing Group, 2012), 266.

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“Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God’s handwriting.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am a curious person and I thoroughly enjoy checking out new places, as well as learning interesting info about other people.

It’s who I am, which only points to my love for adventure and exploring.

Being curious and exploring go hand-in-hand.

You can’t have one without the other.

It’s the same with adventure.

Think of it as a triple-stranded link that cannot be separated.

It’s just part of being a guy and what it means to be human.

Humans, by definition, are adventurous creatures who are explorers at heart.

I love exploring each new house I’m in, each hotel I stay at, the restaurants I eat out at, the sports venues I attend, the bookstores I browse in, the coffee shops I go to read at (but most of the time end up people watching & eavesdropping), every beach I relax at when vacationing, every golf course I play, each new country I land in, and any conceivable space I am in that can be explored.

I do this work of exploration naturally.

Whether it’s small or big, it doesn’t matter as long as I’m exploring and finding out something new I hadn’t known before.

The North Face company has it right with their slogan which says, “Never Stop Exploring.”

This is one of my favorite quotes and I really like their clothing too.

This label is one of my favorite clothing line to wear, as it is a brand I feel fits my personality and what I’m about.

I wear it proudly and am proud to wear it.

When I wear this brand I feel adventurous and in need of some exploration to conquer.

It’s also like the Swiss Army knife I bought a few summer’s ago in Lucerne, Switzerland while travelling Europe.

The name of the knife was called “Explorer”.

Not surprisingly, the name of the tour I was on was called, “European Explorer.”

I hadn’t known this before I signed up and thought this was definitely not coincidental, but confirmation, about the voyage I had signed up for.

In life, adventures are all around us. You just have to be on the lookout for them.

As Kelli Worrall writes as the last advice to twenty-somethings:

“Finally, prepare to be amazed. Your life may look something like you envision. Or it may take you to places that you never imagined. Regardless. Hold on tight. Because God is in the business of blowing your mind.” (1)

For most of us, life (whether good or bad) has not turned out as we had expected.

I want to challenge each of you (myself included) to see this as part of a continual unfolding of adventures that are beyond our control, but in hindsight (and even going through them) are fun and exciting nevertheless.

I came across a cool song recently by the band, Switchfoot, entitled “Restless.”

I would encourage my readers to listen to this song on YouTube, as well as take note of the key stanza below:

          I am restless, I am restless

          I am restless, looking for you

          I am restless, I run like the ocean to find your shore

          I’m looking for you (2)

This song speaks to me about adventure.

For to be adventurous means to be restless; restless of the mundane, the usual, the dull, and the common.

Restless for excitement, freedom, and, you guessed it, adventure.

After all, life is meant to be an adventure and to be lived well.

An adventurous life is one that is well-lived.

We learn things about ourselves and this world by way of adventure.

It is in these rushing moments where some of our greatest understandings, most creative ideas, and deepest insights come from.

This is something to living life on purpose – with zeal, passion, and energy – that releases these ideas to be converged “on the go” that makes life worth living.

Being in the action, in the adventure, in the arena – whatever that looks like to you, is where this takes place.

So reader, when will be the first time you do something adventurous for the first time?

Notes:

(1) “20 Things I Wish I’d Known in My Late Twenties,” last modified March 5, 2014, http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/whole-life/20-things-i-wish-id-known-my-late-twenties.

(2) “Switchfoot: Restless,” last modified June 8, 2012, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4yMQ3sOGd8.

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“Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

Part of the adventure is exploring.

Now, a guy does this naturally.

Being one, I have found this to be innately true.

Everywhere I go or travel (whether it’s to a friend’s house, a forest in the great outdoors, or a new country for my first time), I feel this inner urge to cut loose and explore all that is around me.

I do this to become well-acquainted with my surroundings, as well as any new areas that are unbeknownst to me and are in deep need of discovery – all for the sake of my inquisitive mind.

The discovery is part of the process of exploring.

It’s what makes the exploration fun.

For me, I can liken this discovery process to finding a golf ball on a golf course.

This is one of my favourite things to do when golfing. It is such a cool feeling to find a golf ball (someone else’s, of course) during the course of a round.

There is just nothing like it to me, as there is just something about this new-found discovery that really enthrals me.

Work with me here, all you non-golfers. Don’t skip over this blog post quite yet.

I’ll be playing my way around the various selection of holes and suddenly, out of nowhere, I’ll look down and discover a white ball sitting there right before my eyes – either in the rough, in the water hazard I’m walking by, or along the tree line that defines the edges of a particular golf hole.

It’s as if all this time it had been waiting for my arrival.

So I pick it up and add it to my collection in my bag. I get so excited by the discovery of a new ball set before me, and it gives me great joy in my relentless pursuit around the course.

This is just one example for me that heightens the exploring process as part of the adventure when I’m golfing.

It’s a simple act, one that probably wouldn’t mean a lot to most people, but it really grabs my attention.

This need for exploring is something that is hard-wired into us as human beings.

It’s something we do automatically and unconsciously.

Just watch the next time you’re in a new environment and see if you do not also start “looking around” in an effort to take in all your surroundings.

Odds are you’ll find yourself venturing off to some remote area of the place you’re in, which you’ve told the people you’re with that this mini-excursion will “only take 5 minutes.”

Get the idea?

We’re all in search of exploring.

We can’t help it.

It’s part of the adventure of life.

It helps take the boredom out of life and replaces it with excitement, which is a good place to live in.

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Hippo sightseeing on Lake Tana, Ethiopia

“Adventure, without it, why live?”

– Johan Radcliffe

After spending about four-and-a-half weeks at the project site in Harbu Chulule, I then travelled to Northern Ethiopia to take in my own travelling adventures to end off my time in Africa before coming home to Canada.

I went to four different places: Bahir Dar, Gondor, Simien Mountains, and Lalibela.

For the first three of these I hired a guide, whom I was referred to by some friends of mine.

Bahir Dar was a 40-minute plane ride from Addis.

I was greeted by my guide at the very small airport and in one day I saw an Ethiopian Orthodox Monastery, three hippo’s and the Blue Nile Falls, which are similar to Niagara Falls in Ontario, Canada.

The water level at these falls was quite low, as the rainy season had not started yet.

Now, these hippos, you have to understand something here.

I was told right from the beginning of stepping onto this long in length, white-seated, comfortable, 10 mph engine boat, there would be a very slight chance in seeing any hippos. The percentage was actually quite high of not seeing them – at 75%.

With that, our boat driver ventured our craft into an area on Lake Tana where it drains into the Blue Nile River & where these animals are known to be.

We kept our eyes peeled on the water ahead of us, as well as to the port side and starboard side of the vessel.

We looked and looked, and saw nothing…until the first mammoth slowly lifted its head out of the water, with its two large eyes staring intently at us.

Over a period of the next 10-15 minutes, we would see the other two hippo’s appear on the surface: one-by-one, two at a time, or all three at once. It was as if they were putting on an entertainment show for us to sit back (or lean forward) and enjoy.

After this, I went to Gondor.

The main highlight was being able to go on a city tour and seeing the castle complex.

It was pretty cool to see the ancient library, as I am a bit of a nerd myself.

Also cool was seeing the various castles that had been built by the emperor’s of the day for this city and learning the history behind each of these castles.

Library in Gondor

Next, was on to hike the Simien Mountains for 3 days and 3 nights. This was an adventure in-and-of-itself.

I quite enjoyed the scenery of the mountains and the sense of accomplishment after each day’s hike across rugged terrain.

I met up with 3 American’s, which was fun to have some company for the hike.

One couple I ran into were from New York City, of all places, and we finished the mountain range together.

The three of us ended up travelling together to our next stop in Lalibela, and like all travelling companions and new friends are, my mind was enlarged and my heart was content.

In Lalibela, I toured the 11 underground, monolithic churches and had a tour guide (a different one) help give me the history of these churches.

The structure’s interior and exterior were quite impressive to see. I learned lots about the building process of these churches and the history of each one. These rock-hewn churches have been named a UNESCO World Heritage Site, so I can now cross them off my bucket list.

What about you? What has been an adventurous travel trip you’ve taken? Tell us about it in the ‘Comments’ section below.

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“We wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfilment.”

– Hilaire Belloc

After my mission’s team had left I was able to have an entire week with Ralph. Time spent with him is always an adventure, and you never know what exciting things will come out of it.

Ralph and I spent a good bulk of that week continuing working on the Guest House, interacting with the locals, and making trips back and forth into Addis.

One of the highlights of this week were the conversations Ralph and I had together.

We would talk about everything and anything that came to us.

It was so cool to see the thoughts that would emerge from our minds and the Spirit’s leading.

I looked forward to them and didn’t want them to come to an end.

As a young man, to hear the words of wisdom, advice, and insights gained from an older man (though he is young and wild at heart), was very valuable to me.

These talks were impactful and memorable for me, and were fitting for where I was at in life.

For me to have this one-on-one time with him, was truly a gift from God.

Each of our talks were times of great excitement, learning, and encouragement to me. God used these discussions in a deep way for me, and for this I am thankful.

When Ralph left to go back to Canada, a team from the United States followed, which I had the privilege of spending another week with.

The team was a group of high school students from Orange County, California.

I didn’t know what to expect at first, as this was a group I had never met before and wasn’t sure how it would all go.

But, by God’s grace, I was able to gel quite well with the team and participate in many cool and awesome volunteer opportunities with them.

The best adventure I had with this team was teaching an I.T. course to the grade 8 and 12 students at the local preparatory school.

Being one who loves to teach and having been trained in computers, this was a great opportunity afforded to me.

It was an adventure because, although I had a curriculum prepared for the students, I did not know how quickly the students would catch on or how much I should teach without overwhelming them.

So I just went for it and towards the end of this teaching opportunity, a group of the U.S. team came and joined me, which was a great help.

This was a really positive experience for me, to be able to hone my teaching skills in a completely different culture and people group.

I really enjoyed hanging out with all of them and was quite sad when it came time for me to leave.

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“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”

– Marcel Proust

Ethiopia took me some time to get adjusted to.

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“One’s destination is never a place but a new way of seeing things.”

– Henry Miller

In the summer of 2014, I had the opportunity to travel to Africa, where I went to volunteer with an NGO, HOPEthiopia, through my local church.

I went with a mission’s team for two weeks and stayed for another month after, totalling six weeks in all. Our team stayed one week in Rwanda and one week in Ethiopia, where I spent the rest of my time.

It was a really cool experience being in Africa, on the other side of the world! Many times I caught myself thinking, “I am actually in Africa and walking on African soil!”

Africa had been a dream of mine in the making for the last twelve years.

I had wanted to go with this really amazing couple, Ralph & Glenda, on a mission’s trip since I was in high school. For various reasons, the timing didn’t work out in prior years, but last summer the proverbial door was opened for me to go.

As for my experience, I absolutely loved Rwanda right from the start.

It is known as “the land of a thousand hills and a million smiles.”

How true this is. I think I became a happier person just by being there.

We spent most of our time in Kigali, the capital city, and it was so clean, well-organized and orderly.

The Rwandese people were so welcoming and would often take the initiative to wave a warm hand of greeting.

I can distinctly remember one particular morning, where I was on the patio of my room early in the morning. A few locals walking by waved and smiled to me while I was taking in this beautiful start to the day.

Rwanda has three official languages (Kinyarwanda, English and French), while Ethiopia has 80 languages, with some 200 dialects.

One cool adventure I had in Rwanda was running.

In the seven days I was there, I was able to run three times, all first thing in the morning.

I ran alone, which heightened this running experience, as I was in a country and geography that was entirely new to me and my senses. I felt totally safe and got a lot of eyes staring at me, as I was the only white dude running on the streets; nevertheless, it was a thrill for me.

I found three different routes over the course of my runs, one for each day.

The most adventurous was running on a red-dirt road directly behind the place we were staying. I considered this the countryside, as it was away from the busyness of the city, and a peaceful and relaxing atmosphere, which is what I was searching for.

The road went on for several kilometres, and as the road traversed up and down, left and right, I did not know where it would take me or how much longer it would go on for.

But, on day three, I kept going until I was a full semi-circle of the trail from my hotel and could see it in the distance across the deep valley that laid beneath me. It was a breathtaking view to take in through my optical sense.

I felt free here, through exercising and listening to a set playlist on my iPod (which consisted mostly of “pump-me-up-kind-of-songs”), in a very remote part of the city, of a country, and continent I had not set foot in until days before.

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“I haven’t been everywhere, but it’s on my list.”

– Susan Sontag

As I mentioned, travelling is one of the areas where I experience a heightened level of adventure.

I have been able to travel to two different continents over the last three years: Europe and Africa.

As it would be, I set foot on both lands for six weeks each and travelled by myself for the majority of the time.

I’ll start with Europe.

I went here after completing six years of post-secondary education, coming out with a Business degree and an Information Technology diploma.

I travelled with a tour group, on my own, and got to see 19 countries in five weeks. I then stayed for a week in London.

The whole trip was an epic adventure for me. I really enjoyed the whirlwind experience in seeing the vast majority of the countries in Western Europe.

I took the most amount of pictures I had ever taken on a single trip to date, totalling more than 7,000, on my Canon PowerShot digital camera.

Here are some of the highlights of this adventurous voyage:

Paris – Just being in this city felt majestic. Climbing to the top level of the Eiffel Tower and see the amazing, panoramic view of the city; exploring the limitless number of art in the long-stretching wings of the glass pyramid at The Louvre, and, of course, our bus driver just going for it in merging across eight lanes of traffic at an uncontrolled, and very hectic, traffic circle at the Arc de Triomphe was an exciting, adrenaline rush, for sure.

Rome – I thoroughly enjoyed touring both the Roman Forums & Colosseum, complete with an amazing tour guide who was extremely passionate about Roman history and made Rome come to life. This was following by eating Europe’s famed gelato ice cream while visiting the Spanish Steps. Other memorable events were tossing a coin into Trevi Fountain, and seeing the main attractions of Vatican City: The Vatican museums, St. Peter’s Basilica, and the Sistine Chapel – all of which were breathtaking to the eye.

Greek Islands – We took a break from the tour bus and hopped on a cruise ship around five Greek islands, including: Mykonos, Rhodes, Santorini, Crete, Patmos, as well as a stop in Kusadasi, Turkey, where I got to see the ancient, Biblical city, Ephesus. My favourite island was Santorini, with its renowned white-washed, blue-domed architecture, set amidst in the Aegean Sea.

London – In one week I got to see more than 25 of the top sites London has to offer, including Big Ben, Churchill Museum, Tower of London, Westminster Abbey, St. Paul’s Cathedral, Westminster bridge, to name a few. I loved exploring this iconic and historic city all by myself, and it was a very thrilling and productive week.

This trip meant a lot to me because my dad had gone to Europe after he completed High School, and I wanted to follow in his footsteps. I always loved hearing the stories he would tell me about his European travels and I wanted to be able to have similar stories to share with my kids one day.

It was an adventure because this was the first time I had visited a different continent, outside of North America.

It was a very exciting time for me, especially with all the planning and preparation that went in beforehand and then being able to live it and see it – right before my eyes.

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“’Doesn’t it seem to you,’ asked Madame Bovary, ‘that the mind moves more freely in the presence of that boundless expanse, that the sight of it elevates the soul and gives rise to thoughts of the infinite and the ideal?’”

– Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

In Matthew 28:19 (ESV), commonly known as the Great Commission, Jesus tells his followers to “Go therefore and make disciples of all nations.”

It was the song, “Oceans”, by Hillsong United, where I first felt the call to go on a mission’s trip in the summer of 2014.

From the time I first heard it played at my church, I knew I was to go with the NGO, HOPEthiopia.

These lyrics, in particular, were what stood out to me:

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders 

Let me walk upon the waters 

Wherever you would call me 

Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander 

And my faith will be made stronger 

In the presence of my Saviour (1)

It struck a chord within me and I thought I would expound on what these words mean to me:

“Spirit lead me“ – It all starts with the Holy Spirit. He is the one that leads us in the calling and purposes that are from God. Being the third member of the Godhead, He was the first one to have tugged my heart to go on this mission’s trip.

“Where my trust is without borders“ – Trust is a very important thing for all of us. It is a sensitive area, too, as we have all experienced our trust being broken by another person(s). But, when you can move to the place where you can trust your Creator with the delicate, fragile pieces of your heart, He will blow your mind with the places He will take you & the people you will meet. You will discover that the One person you can fully and completely trust will indeed show you that your trust (in Him) will be without borders, borderless that is, even amongst the raging ocean waves that seem to engulf you on all sides.

“Let me walk upon the waters“ – The Apostle Peter got to waterski without a boat, and we want to do the same. When you’re out on the water, outside of the boat, your perspective changes. It’s a whole new vantage point as you aren’t thinking about yourself or your comfort. Instead, you are taking a risk with your life – one with your eyes fixed on the One who’s called you to walk on water in the first place.

“Wherever you would call me“ – We all crave to be called to something noble and great. We want to go. To go somewhere big and to do something far greater than who we are, and something much grander than our present conditions, whatever they may be. We instinctively know there’s more. There has to be. And where shall we go? Wherever He would call us. He sets the course, and we follow in the wake. As you’ll discover, more often than not, it will be the very place where you most want to go.

“Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander“ – I want to go deeper, much deeper, in my life than where I’m at now, or where I have been in the past (no matter how deep those places were.) Whenever I travel to a new destination or go somewhere for the first time, my first inclination is to explore and to discover my new surroundings – all of it. I want to know what’s there. This is called wandering and it’s like this with God. He will guide you into places, people, and situations you had no idea even existed and you will just wander right into these ultra-cool, life-changing, kairos moments.

“And my faith will be made stronger“ – Faith is a difficult concept, idea, and doctrine for me to grasp and understand, much less to live out. We all know the definition of faith, as the writer of Hebrews pens in the eleventh chapter of the book. I want faith. Genuine faith. Sterling faith. The real kind. Faith that is rock-solid. Stronger than silver. I think this would help me greatly in my day-to-day life and the various encounters I face.

“In the presence of my Saviour“ – This stanza starts with the Holy Spirit and ends with Jesus. This is what it’s all about & who it’s all about. Our life (and anything in it that can be deemed good or worthwhile) starts with God and ends with God.

Notes:

(1) “Hillsong UNITED Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) Lyric Video,” last modified February 22, 2013, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dy9nwe9_xzw.

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“Life is adventure, not predicament.”

– James Broughton

Adventure is what the human heart most desires.

It can come in different ways for different people.

For me, I find adventure in the things that are new for me, first-time experiences – such as travelling, and sports: skiing during the winter months, slalom skiing in the summers, golfing, road biking, and rollerblading.

In his book, “Wild at Heart”, John Eldredge states there are three core desires to a man’s heart: A battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue. (1)

I sincerely believe he is both accurate and correct in this assessment of how men are wired.

In this post, I want to focus on that second key desire – the theme of adventure.

As I write this, I am staring out at the Simien Mountains range before my eyes, in the Northern Ethiopian highlands. I am sitting inside a “lodge” as my dinner is being prepared by the cook I hired, and other friendly, local assistance.

A red-headed rooster just walked past the entrance door and its presence cast a darkness covering the room, preventing the daylight in its fullness from entering through the doorway.

I can hear African music being played outside as the locals are jamming to it on the deck out front. And by “jamming”, I mean three or so men huddled around on stumps of wood for seats while listening to the tunes coming from a boombox.

As well, voices of the African language are being exchanged, words that I cannot understand; thus, are to be simply enjoyed as “background noise”, to accompany this section of writing.

Before I left on my first mission’s trip to Africa, which was my first time to Africa, my dad gave me a card which read, “When was the last time you did something for the first time?”

On the front of the card there is a really cool picture of a surfer, not too different from a guy my age, with adventure oozing out from his pores, staring out into the distant waters of the ocean, with an indescribable and radiant sunrise in the foreground.

I loved this card and it touched my heart deeply, mainly for the invitation that was awaiting to do something very fun and adventurous.

I wanted to go surfing right then and there.

It was an invitation to be adventurous.

Notes:

(1) John Eldredge, Wild at Heart: Discovering the Secret of a Man’s Soul (Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 2001), 9.