It’s been crazy living the last 7 months in 7 different countries. Home has become where ever I lay my head for the night. It can be exhausting always packing up and traveling for days at a time to get to our next location but I wouldn’t trade it for anything! And living in community isn’t always easy, but now I can’t imagine living without it.
I’ve been wondering what my life is going to look like after the race. I wonder where I’ll live, who my friends will be, where I’ll work. I know that my life will be different then it was before I left. The other night I told God that I’m scared I’m going to have to go home and live a “normal” life and He asked me “What’s a normal life to you?” And that question really made me think.

Well.. a normal life to me would be one where I go back to Bend and just live to make money and have fun. The boring and unfulfilling life I had before I left.

Then God reminded me how I’ve changed and that even if I was to go back and have the same job and live in the same town, I’m not the same person I was when I left. I’m no longer a “normal” worldly person who wanders about aimlessly fulfilling fleshly desires. My life doesn’t center around myself, but around God and He does not have a boring plan for my life, no matter what life looks like when I go back home.

As for plans after the race.. I have no idea. I’m keeping all my options open and waiting for some direction. I miss Mozambique and would love to go back there and help with some kind of ministry, and my heart still holds a place for Bucharest, Romania. There’s also a lot of the world I still want to see and I’m praying that God will open doors for me and show me what to do next. I would also like to work for a church and help with mission trips or work with High School students. I know that whatever God has for me, and as “normal” as it may look, I am not an ordinary person and that’s what my life will reflect.