It was no secret that I was disappointed to be on this team when I found out at training camp.
The second my name was called I looked up to keep tears from coming down. I didn’t want to be on an all-girls team, I didn’t know or bond with these girls the way I did with others, I didn’t feel myself around them, I truly think they’re the only 6 people of my whole squad (60 of us) I didn’t connect with during the week. I didn’t even know most of their names. But there I was, on this team of strangers, about to have a night on the town and meet civilization for the first time in 5 days. The emotions are endless….pissed, peeved, sad, regretful, blah. Almost a month and a ½ later I finally have an uncanny peace about this. I don’t know whether questioning my motives, freedom of femininity, or their fiercely persistent kindness (emails, texts, snail mail, attempts at Skype ;]), has something to do with it, but I know it is divine. Praise be to God.
In Matthew 14, Jesus found out that John the Baptist was killed. He didn’t die peacefully; his head was delivered on a PLATTER. Verses 13-14 read, “When Jesus heard what had happened to John, he left in a boat and went to a lonely place by himself. But the crowds heard about it and followed him on foot from the towns. When he arrived, he saw a great crowd waiting. He felt sorry for them and healed those who were sick.” Reread that? He heard what happened to John the Baptist and set forth to a lonely place. Once he got there, people were all around, so he HEALED them. I can’t imagine the agony He was in, but He chose to keep on. True that, Jesus. Thank You for being the best example imaginable.
I have a choice every day, every moment of every day. I will have a choice every day next year, and every day is not promised another. Why wait to die to Him?
So HERE WE ARE, Team LUMINOUS. I’m forging my teammate’s blog; she did an amazing job introducing us…. Enjoy: http://katiewright.theworldrace.org/?filename=team-luminous
