When I was in junior high I used to travel four hours to my aunt and uncle’s house in Oklahoma for a week or two in the summer. I remember my parents asking me to call every night while I was away. One time during our conversation I said, “I love ya but I don’t miss ya.” Apparently I was having a really good time with the cousins. In all my church camps, softball tournaments, vacationing and other travels when I would be away from home I never had a lot of issues with being homesick.

 

As of today I have been gone for exactly seven weeks.

 

I miss home a lot. I really miss hot showers. I miss showering more than once a week. I miss our lake house. I miss my dog and two cats. I miss my Kitchenaid. I miss Andy’s frozen custard, Netflix, and NFL. I really miss my church and my friends. Shout-out to Jordan and Sydney for your engagement! Whoop!

 

Most of all I miss my family.

           

My family and I are very close. My parents have been happily married for thirty-three years. I have a brother who is eight years older and a nephew who just started third grade. Back home my family would grab lunch together about once a week. We spend many weekends together at the lake house. I also visit with my grandparents frequently and see my extended family many times throughout the year on top of holidays.

 

Last week I finally was able to Facetime with my mum. In these past seven weeks I’ve only seen my mother’s face once and heard my dad’s voice for a brief instance before our phone call lost connection. I haven’t had much communication with anyone else except for some Facebook messages, texts, and emails. The lack of communication is not due to the lack of access to Wi-Fi (except in Bolivia) but mostly to my lack of time and effort.

 

I have felt the emotions of homesickness often these past seven weeks. But they have not been overpowering… at least yet. We will see how I feel over the holidays. I think I am going to handle it okay though. I heard these points in a sermon by John Piper:

  1. Relationships in Christ are more permanent and more precious than relationships with families.
  2. Faithfulness to Christ defines the value of life and all other relationships get their significance from that.
  3. Marriage is temporary and secondary and finally gives way to the relationship that it points to, the primary relationship that is Christ and the Church.

I hope to get married and have a family someday. But I have to remember never to put my marriage or family above Christ.

 

God called me to the World Race. I could have chosen not to come. I could have chosen not to give up the comforts of home. When it comes down to it however, there wasn’t a choice. There wasn’t a choice because I knew God has big things in store for my life that will come from the World Race. There wasn’t a choice because my relationship with Christ is the most important thing on this earth. I was given this journey as a tool to work on that relationship. How could I not take it?

 

To my mum, dad, Chess, Tristan, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends: I love ya but I don’t miss ya.

Just kidding. I do miss you. But I’m not ready to come home yet.

 

P.S. Funding update. I’m just under $8700 meaning I only need $2300 to meet my next deadline! Woohoo! I need your help to stay on the race!

 

Much love!

Leesh