53 minutes of luxury. That’s what remains as I sit in this painfully quiet hotel room. In 53 minutes, I will get in a taxi bound for JFK, the last tangible sign of my mother’s love for me. That’s 52 minutes now.
My family’s already left, hence the overwhelming silence. One last hot shower, air condition cranked as low as it goes, Price Is Right in the background-51 minutes.
People keep asking me if I’m ready for this. Truth be told, I probably won’t know until I’m in Romania. I’ve done the mission trip thing before so this first stop shouldn’t phase me. It’s the not coming home when boarding that second plane when this will get real.
49 minutes.
As I think more and more of this journey ahead though, I can’t be more excited. I know I’m going to break-shatter even. But I know the Lord will rebuild me in ways I couldn’t even imagine. I know this is going to be the most heart-wrenching, tear-jerking years of my life to date, but I also know it will be the most joy filled and Kingdom seeking. I’m doing this. There’s no turning back now and there’s no wanting to.
47 minutes.
Will I miss the luxuries? Probably. Will I miss my family & friends? Definitely. Yet despite knowing I’m going to miss people or HUGE events, this is something I need to do. I can’t be a part of apathy and I can’t ignore God’s call. Let’s hope I can remember that when anxiety and fear set in yet again.
45 minutes.
I want to thank one last time all of you for supporting me. Whether you support me in prayer, finances, or just by reading my constant blogging-you are helping to spread God’s Kingdom here on Earth in doing so. Thank you.
43 minutes.
I’m literally at a loss for words. My last blog from the States. My last minutes of this life I’ve known for so long. I can’t even put into words all the thoughts flowing through my head right now. Lord, you are going to have to give me strength during this. I know I’m not going to be able to do it on my own, nor with my team, nor with my squad. Only with you will this whole thing be possible; only with you do I even want this. Lord, keep careful watch over me, and all the Racers, this upcoming year. It’d make our parents happy and add a smile or two to our faces too. Lord, it’s your strength we need; it’s your courage we ask for. We are weak without you. Make us strong.
37 minutes. Luxury awaits me. Simplicity awaits me. 37 minutes.
