Time is a mystery and it always will be. I have been on the race for four months and some days it feels like I have been on it for a year or a week. We have long days but short weeks. I sometimes look to the past wishing for the sweet moments I had when I was a child, playing all day not a care in the world. I also look to the future to what I will do after the race ends, what food I want to eat, what job I’ll get, what kind of guy I will marry. It’s hard for me to stay in the present. The present is a gift and I take it for granted everyday or least I used to. I still have my days where I still do take it for granted but there are days where I stand in amazement when God stops me and says just look where you are right now. He has done that many times on the race, when I went for a run at night in Guatemala (inside the base grounds) and looked up at the stars, when I would play with the kids in llano, when I walked the street of Antigua, looking out of the window to see and behold the city of Chiang Mai. Time flys by so stop and look around you seeing the beauty God has put you in that moment. It will take time, I’ve been working on it for the four months I have been on the race. One thing that helps me to stay present is to journal, at night I sit and journal all that happened that day and the blessing God gave me. Be present. Don’t let time fly by.
