I’m ready to go home.
There was a time on the race (read: the last 8 months) when I wouldn’t have imagined saying that. I can’t pinpoint the exact time that things flipped.
But the fact is, I’m ready. I’m ready to return to the states and see all of my friends and family in-person. Face time calls are ok, sure. But they can’t compare to actually getting to hug someone you love or talk over a cup of coffee or laugh until you can’t breath. No, face time calls can’t do that.
I’m ready for my things. My bed, my clothes, my time, a whole room to myself. I’m pretty tired of all this communal living shtuff.
I’m ready to do something else. Because I can be a restless person. Because the World Race isn’t bright, shiny, new and exciting anymore. Because I want to make money and have structure and feel settled.
I’m ready to not live out of a 60 L backpack anymore.
Ready to wash my clothes (in a washer and dryer!) whenever I want.
Ready to get in a car and actually drive myself somewhere.
Ready to speak English to people who also grew up speaking English.
Ready to understand all signs and menus.
Ready to wear (and buy!) new clothes.
Ready to see my dogs.
Ready to live in the same home for more than 1 month.
Getting to see my parents in-person last month in Romania was such. a. gift. But it was also as if my life at home was dangled in front of my face and then snatched away with a taunting “you gotta wait 3 more months!”
I don’t want to wait anymore.
Because I’m ready to go home.
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But just because I’m ready for something…doesn’t mean that I’ll do it.
Lemme just tell ya that the Lord knows the World Race is 11 months long. In preparation for the race, He prepared my heart and mind to reconcile those long 11 months and the challenges they’d bring. I knew what I was getting myself into (ok, kinda sorta).
I fully intend on finishing strong because I committed to this. My Heavenly Father asked me to do it.
J Church still has all 31 of us on the field. Praise Jesus! And I believe that all 31 of us will last these full 11 months.
Even if we are ready to go home.
My heart and mind might be eager for the comforts of the states, but my soul chooses to finish these last 2.5 months stronger than ever. Jesus still has a lot of people for us to meet and a lot of growing to do in me!
You know how before a race, the announcer says, “Ready? Set? Go!”?
Well,
I’ve got the ready.
I’m workin on the set.
I’m waiting for the go.
Here’s to the rest of month 9 and building excitement for months 10 and 11. Our work here isn’t done just yet.
With lotsa love,
K
