Oh, wow. It has been a million years since I posted a blog. I am so sorry. Life out here is just… a lot. And somehow, in the midst of all of it, posting a blog just seemed too much. Let me catch you up. I’m currently in a tiny town in Ghana called Keta. This is our second month in Africa (last month I was in Lomé, Togo) and our fifth month altogether! So how am I doing? I am SO GOOD. But sometimes, I also struggle pretty hard. The surprising fact about the Race is that no matter what country you’re in, and no matter what food you’re eating, or how many mice you’ve counted in your bedroom, it’s still just…life. You still fight with your friends and get anxious new responsibilities and want nothing more than a good nap on the weekend. On the race, I’m still dealing with the same personal struggles I had back home. I still deal with pressure to be perfect, anxiety that the good I have won’t last, a difficultly believing I am loved, and a brain that sometimes refuses to focus. BUT GOD. God is the other surprising fact about the race—no matter what country you’re in, no matter how many times your team changes, no matter how many goodbyes you say along the way, God is still with you. And he is telling me the things that have always been true, but that I never managed to believe. He is showing me everyday that: love is a choice, and it’s not the easiest choice. That my successes and failures are not mine to worry about, because HE is the one who called me. That he is GOOD, and he is offering me so many good things. That he loves me and that he has sent others to love me too. That he designed me and is making me into the best and truest me that can be.
So overall, I am doing so well. Better, I think, than I have ever been.
