The World Race was not my plan. After graduation I planned on starting a career almost immediately- after all, I had spent my entire college career preparing, working, and networking. As you can probably guess, God had a nice little laugh at that one.
So here I am finishing my last semester- mentally (and physically) preparing for the World Race- preparing to give up everything for Him. I can’t help but feel a little anxious as I sit in LMU’s library wearing a blazer knowing full well I’ll be trading this in for a t shirt or two in August. My comfortable bed for a tent and sleeping bag. My favorite snacks for who knows what? (I just read in someone’s blog they found maggots in their food… #yikes).
But I also feel an overwhelming sense of excitement and purpose. And peace. The Lord so clearly called me to the Race and who am I to deny Him? So… I’m ready. I’m ready for the t shirts and the tent and the maggots (well, maybe not that last one). I’m trading my plan for His because I know it is far more fulfilling. I wasn’t always so confident in His plan though. But after a summer of wrestling with Him and asking the tough questions He gave me an overwhelming sense of purpose… and I know this, the World Race, is right.
As I prepare I find myself going back to Romans 12:2 constantly: “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.”
