Wait…Did I say world? I meant The World Race. In 3 days I will finally be stateside and in 4 I will be back in Las Vegas, this new foreign country, my 12th month. Trying to process this most intense venture that I have had the honor to be a part of for the last year has been difficult but as many an African pastor would say "the time is now." Time to go home.
Home.
What does that mean anyway? Like I said, I am walking into a foriegn environment. My life for the last year has been in transit. Moving from nation to nation, seeing what people only hear about and each experience has been foreign. But now that I am finished, foreign has become normal and my former standard of normal will ceartainly be foreign. For some time while I get my new life sorted out, I will be living with my mother who just moved into a new apartment…Foreign. I will sleep in a bedroom not my own…Foreign. Sleep in a bed I have never slept in…Foreign. Not to mention that I have not slept in a room by myself a single night in 11 months…Foreign. The list may continue on and on. This idea of home is simply foreign. So many new questions and new experiences are yet to come. Thank you Jesus. I have a message that I am bringing back with me to this foriegn American nation and I am aching all over to speak it. The insight that I have been blessed with has simply brought me to a place of humility and responsibility and passion and joy.
What's next?
My race may be over but the race continues into eternity. The adventure to come is a mystery that I will unlock moment by moment. But for now, I'll just keep you posted as it plays out. Much is coming. God is moving. Awakening is happening. As for my role, you can find me with the church.
The Man With Unclean Lips,
Brandon Barnum
