A random update on math and life-changing love.
I love to do math just because I can. Being a treasurer has not changed that. The other day I started figuring out a whole bunch of statistics related to the funding of my squad. I won’t give you all of them but here are a few.
Half of my team is fully funded but Tessa, Shea, and I still have a bit more to raise.
Myself: 71.7% funded or $5,092 left to raise
Shea: 57.9% funded or $8,620 left to raise
Tessa: 88.9% funded or $2,000 left to raise
The fundraising breakdown for the entire squad is:
Fully funded: 8
90% or more: 3
80%-90%: 3
70%-80%: 3
50%-70%: 3
Please consider helping us reach our fundraising goals. We would all like to be able to start the new year knowing that our journey has been fully funded. Don’t forget that all donations are tax deductible.
So much has changed and yet not. I know I’m different in ways I can’t even begin to explain yet. I’ve learned a lot, made friendships, walked for miles, pushed myself to go farther, gotten really good at cleaning anything and everything, and found myself realizing once again that I really don’t know how this journey will end. But I’m okay with that. Which isn’t something I could say three months ago.
God’s been teaching me to be content in Him not in what I can do. Trust me, being sick an entire day in Nicaragua when my bed was in the main room did quite the number on the pride I was still clinging to. And helped me recognize how much of my identity has been wrapped up in what I could accomplish instead of resting in who God says I am. I know I still have much to learn but I’m less concerned about myself and have a deeper desire to see God glorified no matter the cost. Because in the end, I know I am loved unconditionally by the Almighty God. And so are you. Just take a moment to think about that. YOU ARE LOVED BY GOD! If that doesn’t make you want to fall on your face in wonder and dance and shout, I wonder if you really understand what it means to be loved by God. It’s crazy amazing. The best part is I’m fully convinced that as much as any of us know what it’s like to be loved by God, we’ve only seen the smallest glimpse of what reality actually is.
I am free. There is no fear or doubt in the presence of love. Faith and trust are have become less of a conscious choice that I strive for and more of just a natural response to amazing, incomprehensible love. There is hope even in the waiting just because of He who made the promise. And if I choose to fear and am not willing to wait, what part of my life am I not willing to let love touch?
