Life on the world race is moving fast. Ireland has come and gone and right now I'm sitting one week deep into month two. I don't even know how to begin to scratch the surface of what happened during month one..
I know for a fact that I am absolutely sick of the word expectation.
And that seems like a good place to start…
I expected Ireland to be EASY. They speak the same language. They have similar toilets.
When we launched I thought…"man, what a good way to be eased into the world race."
Wrong.
The best way I can break this down is… You know those moments, when you ask God to place someone or something in front of you. Someone you can witness to, a moment in time that is God ordained. And when you get to it, it ends up being for you instead? That was month one.
Ireland was for me.
Ireland was beyond tough. I want you to imagine 21 world racers, 1 stubborn host, 1 bathroom and a never ending supply of tracts.
complete frustration.
complete frustration.
I spent an entire month crying. falling on my knees, hands and face every hour. I woke up at two in the morning crying to my teammates. half of the time I was crying because somebody else was crying.
emotions were out of control.
I wish I had an awesome story to blog about for Ireland. But all I want is for you to know that you are not in control of your life. He is in control of every second, He is with us, always for crying out loud [Matthew 28:20]. I'm not saying life will get easier, I mean I still cry all the time, but there are no earthly words to describe the amazing-ness once you let Him lead.
With that being said, I think its time for a video recap..
