To this day, I still can’t believe that I did the World Race three years ago. The memory of it feels so far away yet the sentiments and the lessons’ I’ve learned throughout the WR I still hold extremely close to me.
When I first returned from Asia in August, 2016, I struggled. I struggled to find a community similar to the one I came to love on the WR. I struggled to find someone who truly understood when I shared my heart out about my painful but extremely joyous month in Cambodia. I struggled, because honestly, as much as I wanted to share about my experience, like incompatible connector and receiver, no one was able to relate to the depth of what I felt and the wisdom behind what I learned from this WR experience, simply because no one around me here at home went through the spiritual intensity and the raw vulnerability that happened on the World Race.
But it’s okay.
God gave me people here for me to continue the ministry He called me to and provided me with individuals here at home whom He knows are to continue to challenge me and do life with. It’s not about me anyways. Yes everyone has a story, but in the end, does my WR story glorify me? Or does it glorify Jesus?
I am content because I believe in laying down my expectations and trusting in His plans and where He’s placed me. While we are called to disciple others and live a faithful life, we are to seek Him first. Three years ago I did this crazy thing called the World Race. Today, I purposefully live a life that speaks volume of who Jesus is. I lay down my pride, my expectations, and my emotions, because God is better.
Don’t glorify the World Race. Glorify who God in every circumstance in your life.
