I find myself at the end. It’s the end of an adventure, the end of a season, the end of The World Race. I’ve heard stories of people who get to this point and give up. With only a few weeks left, it would be so easy to get lost in thoughts of home. What will I do? What will I eat? Who will I see?
It would also be easy to become full of fear. What are they expecting from me? What have I missed? My life has been so different than everyone else’s lives this year… how will I even begin to relate with them? My friends are getting engaged, getting married, having babies… and I’ve been on the other side of the world.
But this evening as I walked through Anina, Romania, headed to the church that is my home this month, I realized I am living an amazingly blessed life. I wouldn't trade it for anything. So to the enemy I say: "You can have your doubt. You can have your comparisons. You can have your fear. I don't want 'em."
Allow me to zoom through the past year…
This journey began 11 months ago in the country of Malaysia. I had absolutely no idea what was ahead of me. Onto Australia and Vietnam. Cambodia and India. Nepal, Rwanda, Kenya, Tanzania, Ukraine, and now, Romania.
When I look at that list of countries, I can’t believe I’ve been to each of those places. But I lived there, I served there, I laughed there and cried there. No longer are they just countries on a map, but they are faces and memories.
In a way, it seems that I have aged 5 years since I left the States. God brought me to my lowest point and He met me there. He healed wounds left behind by the past and showed me the hope and the love that He has for me. He told me of my identity that He died to give me. He surfaced dreams and desires I never knew I had and gifts to help me walk into them.
So as we prepare to conclude this journey, to say goodbye to The World Race and hello to our families, friends, and even dogs, I can’t help but feel sad, but I know God has laid out an amazing future for me and I am so excited to step into what He has next. Going home is truly bittersweet.
Don’t be afraid to step out in faith. The things God calls you to may seem absolutely crazy. I never thought I had what it would take to make it through this year. I didn’t think I had the faith to raise $15,500 dollars or the endurance to actually travel and serve for 11 months. But as they say, “God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called.” He’ll work through you, He’ll give you the faith and the endurance. He’ll change your heart and your life.
You just have to step out and let Him do it.
In September… just a month after I return to the States… I will be moving to Gainesville, GA to attend something called The Center for Global Action. I will be living in community with other alumni racers, working as an apprentice in a department of Adventures in Missions, and attending discipleship classes in the evenings. Check out the video below or the website by clicking on the link above.
And I need your help.
Please Support me as I attend The Center for Global Action
By September 1st I need to have raised $600.
For each month following I will need $300 to continue.
That's a total of $3,600 for the year.
Please support me as I continue my Kingdom Journey. Just click… here.
