In less than two weeks I have to move out of my apartment, and I don’t know what happens next… There are alot of possibilties, but nothing is certain. This has been the story of my life for about the past year and a half. It started when I decided to go to India. I had no plans for when I returned, and sometime during the trip I decided to surrender my plan making, to let the future unravel one step at a time and trust that God’s plan is better than anything I could come up with on my own. And so I just kind of go, not really knowing where I’ll end up. Like a plinko chip, as my friend put it. (If you don’t know what a Plinko chip is, watch “The Price is Right”) It can be a little stressful at times, rarely having an answer for the question I get most often “what are you going to do next?” But somehow, just when I start to get a little frantic, everthing just seems to fall into place, and I love it! My favorite thing is when I find myself in a moment and I think “I can’t believe that I’m here, doing this!” Holding a baby in a leper colony in India, gutting houses in New Orleans, fishing off a bridge in Russia, driving down the Pacific Coast highway at sunset… I love not knowing exactly what happens next. The World Race is going to be and amazing adventure, but I love knowing that my life is already an adventure, and it will continue to be one as long as I continue to let God direct my steps… Life as a plinko chip is amazing!!
“Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” Proverbs 19:21
