From the beginning of the Race I realized that “home” isn’t a place, but it’s what you attribute your comfort, value, and love to. For me before the Race “home” was the people I loved and my possessions. Through the last 2 months of the Race I’ve learned to walk in not placing my comfort and safety in possessions and as time went on I came to the realization that this specific journey calls me away from everyone I know and love and places me with strangers for the exact purpose of finding all my comfort in God alone. In the beginning I continuously found comfort in the idea of eventually getting to know and love these people too and therefore, somehow, come out on top of this thing called community. Only come to realize that that idea in itself defeats the Who behind it all. You see, even as I grow closer to these people, the point is to not depend on having those connections with them or anyone so much as to have God be that one! This isn’t to say I shouldn’t or won’t continue seeking after deeper relationships with people, that’s almost as important! Just that every connection here on earth is second to the One who created it all and called it good ??♥?to the One breathed life, the Beginning, Love Himself. Going home is something I do every morning and throughout each day! I’ve come home, and when I’m there I can do all the things I need to here. When I’m home He uses me in ways I previously didn’t allow and He’s showing me, little by little, just how big and loving He is and all He has for these people. For everyone! I’m blessed to have any part in His higher work. Thank you, Father!
