Farewell...

Tomorrow a good friend takes off on a plane for half way around the world... No cell phone, no suitcase, and no set schedule accompany this man - only freedom.

Tomorrow my wife also leaves for the day. She goes off to a job she loves and in a career that she is committed to joyfully because of what she brings to others, and the gift that serving them is to her. Although cell phone, papers, and work bag go along with her... so does a distinct freedom.

What must a man do to be 'free' if it seems like freedom means two nearly diametrically opposed things?

Hopefully the blog entries that follow might offer me (and you) some clarity on these questions.
I just hope that it is not another 6 months before my next post.