I have been meaning to update this blog since arriving back last week from Kokoda but I left Monday for Adelaide and today I'm sitting in the Qantas club waiting for a plane back home. Then tomorrow off to Armidale for a men's conference. Our adventure on the Kokoda trek feels like a life time ago. It was truly an amazing experience and one that I could easily do again. Putting aside the vomiting and gastro that I incurred (which has the ability to make a sook out of me) this trek is so full of history. One of our team Mark Langdon was very knowledgeable on what took place at each area we entered which made this time very rewarding. The stories that you hear and the people that you meet will never leave my heart, our nation of Australia has some of the most incredible heroes.
To stand on the hill that Bruce Kingsbury led a charge against all the odds to push back the swarming Japanese is sobering, to see the spot where he most likely met a snipers bullet even more so.

Psalm 37:23-24 (NLT)
The steps of the godly are directed by the Lord. He delights in every detail of their lives. [24] Though they stumble, they will not fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand.

The principle of one step after another is extremely valuable to anyone that is wanting to fulfil all God has for them. Its certainly what the Kokoda Trek taught me, sometimes in life we feel that we have nothing left to give or go on. Just keep stepping! You may not be as fast as some, you may not always feel like you are going at the pace you would like, but like Kokoda, it didn't matter if you were first on the track or last, we all came home on the same flight.