I am entirely disorganized.
This morning I ran out the door barefoot and with one shoe in my hand, hoping I’d find its missing counterpart on my 10 minute drive to work, which now needed to take me 7 minutes due to the fact that I had spent the extra 3 trying to find said shoe. My purse squeaked as I sat down in my seat and I realized it was still full of Nollie’s toys from the day before.
Yes, I am that girl. You know the one. The girl who other drivers honk at because she’s applying mascara at the stop light even after the light has turned green. It’s quite shameful, I know, but it seems like I just can’t get it together sometimes. I try. I really do. I just always feel like a hamster running in this little wheel called life but never quit managing to catch up.
There’s a word for it in Afrikaans: deurmekaar. It means frazzled, confused, all over the place, a jumbled mess.
Yup, that sounds about right.
Well now that you know that much about me, realize that I have a LOT to accomplish before I leave for the World Race in July: getting my shots, applying for visas, fundraising, garage sales, moving out of my town home, selling my car, dentist appointments, optometrist appointments, purchasing my WR equipment, blogging… not to mention all the carrying-ons of everyday life. I simple cannot comprehend how I’m going to do it all. The thought of it overwhelms me.
Thank God for a mother who is the genetic inverse of me (I swear I got none of her hyper-organized, super-clean genes). She has been ever so kind as to let me borrow her for a whole day this coming Thursday. I can’t wait. Maybe my squiggly lines will meet with her straight ones to form a game-plan.
If you’re the praying type, I would appreciate prayers for all the little details that go along with selling everything and chasing after God for a year (well, for a lifetime, really, but you know what I mean).
That being said, I have made some tough decisions this week:
Decision 1. I know I said in a previous post that I was going to keep my car, but I’ve decided to sell it after all. It just doesn’t seem like the best idea to have a car sitting around for an entire year, getting old and rusty. Plus it’s under 100,000 miles and in good condition, so I feel like I could get a few thousand dollars for it, which will help greatly. It’s a pretty big leap of faith because it means no car when I come back (and no money for a car) but I know God’s got it figured.
Decision 2. I’ve decided not to sponsor little Devli while on the race. The idea of this saddens me. Devli is my little sponsor child in India and I’ve been sponsoring her monthly through World Vision for almost a year. She is 9 years old and has a pretty ballin’ nose-ring. Truth be told, I picked her out because of her nose-ring (don’t judge). I would love more than anything to take care of her while I’m away, but God is reminding me that what I’m doing is more than just sending money every month. I am stepping out of my comfort zone and physically going to India. Granted, that doesn’t help Devli specifically, but it’s what God is calling me to in this season of life. He’s also reminding me that I can’t do everything, and that’s okay. I am not superwoman, but He sure is a super God. He will take care of Devli with or without my help. My stepping down from sponsoring her will open the door for someone else to be that blessing in her life.
This is Devli when I started sponsoring her a year ago. Notice the sweet nose-ring.
This is an updated picture. Devli is the sweetheart in the middle.
So those are my current updates. You are a blessing for reading all of this! I hope your Christmas was positively delightful.
Love,
Angelique
