Giving up.
Sounds legit. I’m in. This is HARD. I never expected it to be this hard.
Seeking the Lord deeper and deeper? Hard.
Trusting Him to do what feels impossible? Hard.
Trusting other people to actually give up their money for a dream of mine? HARD.
Actually ASKING people to give money to my race?! HARDEST.
So I gave up. It was easy. This whole week, I’ve stopped interacting with my squadmates. I’ve stopped striving for money. I threw my figurative hands up and decided to give up.
I cannot emphasize how discouraged I’ve felt about the race lately. I’ve sighed, I’ve cried, I’ve talked itnout, and I’ve stopped thinking about it altogether, all in a weeks time. “God MUST be crazy.” I’ve actually thought that a lot in the last month. “I wasn’t built for this.”, is another one. This is WAY outside of my comfort zone.
I am back though. My motto since I applied for The World Race has been, “You’re the only one who will regret your regrets”. So here’s to #NoRagrets!
I’ve decided to give up new things, starting this week.
This is a list of what I’m giving up:
Doubt
Worry
Shame
Fear
Condemnation
Frustration
Anger
Confusion
Pray for me. When Jesus makes a promise, He always follows through.
All my love,
Jenessa
