It’s day 5 in El Salvador. We wake up to the roosters and natural sounds of the town. We feel the heat and humidity already as we start preparing for another day. But all I can think about is am I really on the World Race?
It hasn’t sunk in. It hasn’t hit me yet that I’m not going back home for 11 months. I’m not going to see my family and friends. I’m not going to have the comfort and security I’m used to. All my past mission trips have been short term and I was used to coming home after a week and starting my life again.
Last night, our team had a really good conversation about all this and one thing was said that really stuck out to me. As world racers, we’re not just pausing our life for these 11 months to do mission work, we’re living out new lives and then continuing that life after the race. To continue to spread the gospel and be disciples of Christ wherever we may be.
Every other trip I’ve been on in the past, it has felt like I took a break from my regular lifestyle to do the mission trip, and then when I got back, I just resumed my life. But that’s not what God has called us to do. Jesus asked the disciples to radically change their lives and that’s exactly what God is calling us to do.
And so I’m on this journey, not just for these next 11 months, but for the rest of my life. I have no idea when it will hit me that I’m on the World Race, or if it even will hit me. But what I do know is that God has called me to something so much bigger than I can imagine, for these next 11 months and for the rest of my life.
