Khidotani Ridge to Shatili 

19.6 Kilometres or 12.2 Miles

July 29, 2021

Sunrises and sunsets are my absolute favorite part of each day, but I rarely catch a sunrise because of my selfish desire to sleep as long as possible. I like them even more than sunsets because they represent the beginning of something new, refreshing, restoration, renewal are the words that I think of when I think of a sunrise. So it was no surprise to me when I poked my head out of my tent to learn that the fog had lifted and the sun was rising on this glorious morning the day after our funeral. 

As we began the descent from the ridge to our final destination, I was filled with an immense amount of joy as I brought up the back of the group. I slipped in the mud too many times to count, but I was so thankful for the work that God had done in my heart over these last few days that I didn’t care about anything that Satan would throw at me. COME ON JOY OF THE LORD. 

We learned to depend on God in a new way today because the ground after about an hour’s walk was almost completely flat. We had no reason to complain, but our bodies were tired. We were ripped and were looking forward to a bed for the night. 

The whole walk, we were asking God for a ride the rest of the way because we were on a road and our prayers were answered about one mile away from our destination. Thank you, Jesus. When we arrived, we researched the cheapest guesthouse and settled on one that gave us a price that was lower than any other and it included a bed and three meals. COME ON PROVISION.

Jacken, my lovely friend that picked up the logistics for our team when God asked me to take a break from that, found us a ride back to the city the next morning for FREE, so we rested well that night knowing that we were in beds and God was taking care of our trip to Tbilisi. 

Thanks, God. 

 Shatili to Tbilisi

July 30, 2021 

The time came for us to depart our region of Georgia that had grown to be one of our favorite places in the world and we had a problem. There were eight of us with eight packs and our ride could only take four people, but could fit all of our packs. So we settled for that and then the rest of us found a taxi that would drive us back into town at a lower cost because there were fewer of us. Not free, but half the price that it would have been. Thank you, Lord. 

 Nine days on the trail was physically, spiritually, and mentally exhausting, but i wouldn’t trade this experience for anything. i ditched my pride and grew in dependence on the Father and that’s worth more to me than so much. thanks for tagging along on this journey! i love when people ask me questions, so feel free!! 

I love you. 

AWM