The honest truth? The world race is hard. There are days I don’t want to be here and there are days everyone is on my nerves. There are days when ministry is difficult and I would rather stay in my tent. There are days when I would rather be at home with my friends than be with the people here. There are days I want to hug my parents and my little sisters and not have to do this anymore. There are days I am selfish and only think of how fed up I am with this whole thing. There are days i hope I do not reach a financial deadline so I can just go home and use that as an excuse.
Then there are days where I cannot image being anywhere else but right here on the World Race. There are days when I want to be with these people I’m doing life with all the time and even stay up way past my bedtime to hang out with them. There are days when I jump out of my tent to go to ministry because the smiles of the kids make it worth while. Although I miss my friends and family very much, there are days here where the love of my team and squad make up for it. There are days when I put myself last to be like Jesus and serve others and have a servants heart. There are days when I pray for donations to pour in so I will not have to try to fundraise overseas and have all the faith in the world that they will come in.
Even though this journey is a lot of ups and downs, great times and bad, I know the Lord has me here for a reason so I will continue to trust in Him.
