Kali and I had been on a wild journey of prayer, discernment and discovery which led us to do some things that parents of four young children don't normally consider. Yet there we were, shivering on the windblown shores of Fife, standing on the Ancient ruins of St. Andrew’s Cathedral, seriously considering uprooting our family and moving to Scotland. We knew it was crazy, but the more we prayed the more obvious it was to us that we needed to go. The ruins of St. Andrews Cathedral Even before we were married, Kali and I sensed that our pursuit of God’s Kingdom would take us on a journey down some lesser traveled roads. Even after a particularly crazy season that saw the completion of two Master’s degrees, a cross country move, one failed pastorate, 3 new business ventures and the births of four children in four years, we had emerged to the realization that though we were thankful to have survived, we were still being called to a path that would take us far away.