The best thing about the World Race is that we get to see God move, more often then not. I don’t think its because it’s the World Race, but because we have to rely on Him for literally everything from money to travel accommodations. Thats the way it should be of course, but many times we tend to think we have everything under control and don’t need any help. LIES. Life would be so much easier if we always just asked for His help, because He always comes through. I mean it says, “ask and you shall receive”.
Read on if you want a real life example from my point of view…
So at the end of the month in Zimbabwe, the whole squad met up for debrief, team change, and to travel together to our 5th country, Botswana. We have a great logistics team that spends endless hours researching travel accommodations that fit the budget. They always do their best to find something that isn’t miserable (African public transportation horrors).
We had an 11 hour drive time to get to Gaborone, Botswana, but estimated 16 hours to include getting across the boarder and stops along the way. There was a total of 22 traveling and our logistics team found us a 22 seater private bus with a trailer (to lug our bags) that could get us across the boarder. 2 people ended up sitting on boxes because the drivers seats were included in the 22.
We left Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe around 6:30 AM.
We made it to the Zim/Botswana boarder around 3:15 pm and the whole squad got passports stamped with in 30 minutes of arrival. All’s we had to do was wait for the bus drivers. We waited, and waited, and waited. Eventually one of our bus drivers finally approached our logistics team and told them that they were missing a paper for the bus and Botswana would not let them in with out it. I watched our squad leaders, logistics, and mentors, grab hands, bow their heads, and asked God to come through and show a miracle. A few of us others immediately threw up some prayers as well, asking the Lord to get us into Botswana. With in 20 minutes an empty 30 passenger van, a trailer in tow, pulled up. Logistics ran over and asked if he could drive us to Gaborone. He said that he could arrange transportation for all of us! He turned to walk away, and on the back of his shirt, in large letters read, “ANGEL”.
Y’ALL! How amazing. God has a great sens of humor.
The new bus arrived, we dipped all our shoes into a nasty, unsanitary solution to ward off hand, foot, and mouth disease, crossed the boarder, and departed 5 hours later.
We arrived in Gaborone, Zimbabwe at 6 Am and our host picked us up around 6:45 AM.
We got to our ministry location about 25 hours from our starting point.
It was long an exhausting, but I am SO excited for the next couple weeks of work.
I can’t wait to let yall know what we are doing!
Thanks for reading!
Xoxo from Botswana
PS. I love my new team and couldn’t ask for a better group of gals to spend the next couple months with! 🙂 Their blogs are located on the left side of my page under “Meet my team”. Subscribe to them to get their points of view on a journey we are sharing together!
