I want to start a new journey. The World Race is over; I’m home; reality is starting to sink in. The last year of my life was not at all how I anticipated or necessarily wanted it to be, and quite honestly, I only have myself to blame. I allowed myself to get in the way of what God was trying to do in and through me. I allowed my sin and my pride to get in the way. I broke my promise to God and I stopped seeking Him. I allowed myself to sink into depression, I stopped worshipping, I stopped running. I learned that the Race and the world didn’t stop and wait for me. Instead, they kept moving, God kept moving, kept working, kept running, even if I didn’t. Now I’m home, and I realize that I missed out on some of my adventure. I missed the opportunity God was giving me. Of course, I kept working, kept doing ministry, kept serving, but my heart wasn’t always in it.
So now I’m home, and I want a new adventure. I long for a new mission. I don’t regret the Race at all. In fact, it was an incredible year, and amazing adventure and I am so grateful that I got to do it. And despite my personal flaws, God still showed up and did some amazing things, and He even allowed me to be a part of it. He still used me despite me.
More than anything else the Race taught me a lot about myself. It brought out the best and the worst in me. The Race showed me the real me, and honestly, it’s a me that I don’t want to be. But if anything, the Race has shown me that the person I’ve become is not the person that has to remain. The World Race is over, but the race is still going on. The end is not here. I may be beat down, torn up, completely exhausted from running for a year, but I’m still in this; my race is far from over, and I know God’s not through with me yet.
So now what? Good question. The answer: I have now earthly idea. I’ve got a few kinks that God and I need to work out. It’s going to be hard; it’s going to be brutal; and God’s going to be chipping away and pruning the heck out of me, so it may even be painful. I know that at times I will absolutely hate it and will want to give up, but I know that in the end I will be the man and husband that God wants me to be.
Let the new adventure begin.
