I think one of my biggest questions when considering and praying about the World Race was why God would choose me. What do I really have to offer Him and His Kingdom? Why does He want me to pick up, leave behind everything I am familiar with and comfortable with, and travel around the world to serve other people? Can I really be of any use to Him? If He is calling me to this, will He really provide the funds that are needed to send me? These questions have all been running through my mind these last few weeks – while praying about applying, throughout the application/interview process, and even more after I found out I got accepted.
The World Race terrifies me.
Don't get me wrong, I'm beyond absolutely out-of-my-mind excited for this next step in my life – I adore travelling and I adore Jesus and I want my life to centre around Him and helping people. But being away from home for that long, away from the people I know and love, to follow Jesus into the unknown with people I don't know? THAT'S what terrifies me. Preparing for the trip in and of itself is going to be a challenging and growing experience. An experience that will force me to rethink every little thing I thought I knew about myself and instead rethink those things in Christ's terms.
And I can't wait to get started.
