The last few days of my month in Malaysia were spent in a hostel in Kuala Lumpur.
As I’ve said before, I’m not a city girl, so this was not a really refreshing place coming from a challenging few weeks. But I did find an amusement park complete with a roller coaster in a mall, so that was pretty great.
Jess, Julian, Paul and I came together before the rest of the squad to plan the next month and catch our breath a bit. After our second day out exploring the city we came back to our hostel dorm room and discovered that someone had taken Paul’s backpack and my camera, computer (largely why the blogging came to a screeching halt- sorry!) and Kindle.
Massive womp womp.
If you have ever had anything taken, you know that you go through a frenzy of emotions: disbelief to anger to sadness to a calm numbness.
It was the final straw of a really hard month. And it tipped me over the edge. That day, I had had enough and I was done. After circling through the emotional process several times I finally threw up my hands and said,
“I’m just a girl in Malaysia! I don’t know what to do about this. This has been a crazy month. God, I need you to cover this moment. Cover this month.”
And he did.
Before the Race I would have told you that my camera was my prized possession. My friends even gave me a special strap thing and bag to protect it. But in that moment I wasn’t even too upset about it. I know it’s just a thing. I have missed my camera, but have still been about to experience and capture amazing memories.
And even though it was a heck of a challenging month, and sometimes I forgot to just look up and ask for help, I’m thankful because I know that it pushed me to grow closer to my Father.
There have been many moments since my month in Malaysia when I have thrown my head back and
yelled, “God, help me,”
pleaded, “Father, I need you,”
declared “I will choose, again, to trust you,”
and waited for my God to speak to and comfort and challenge and guide me.
In moments when I don’t know where to go, why something is happening, what to do or how to pick up my foot and take a step, I can always call on him and know that he will meet me with his presence in my present moment.
Cause ultimately, I’m just a girl.
But I am his girl.
