Sometimes I look around at the life around me and the people I get to live it with and I just have no idea how I got here.
I mean, I know how I got here,
I took a 20 hour bus ride through Kosovo, Macedonia, and Bulgaria, and then got on a 12 hour train.
But sometimes I am so amazed at this life that I live.
The fact that 20 hour bus rides are normal now, and are even considered a short travel day.
The fact that I am in a new country every three(ish) weeks.
The fact that I haven’t driven myself anywhere or made myself a meal in 5 months.
The fact that I hoard every napkin or the like that is freely given to me because I never know when I may need to use it as toilet paper.
The fact that I get excited about seeing carpet and couches because I haven’t seen them in 5 months.
The fact that I check to see if my clothes are clean by smelling them.
The fact that I think it is incredibly strange to drink water out of the tap.
The fact that 6 of my best friends call me up and challenge me in things on the daily.
The fact that worship is no longer the standard 4-5 songs standing with my hands in my pockets.
The fact that I have this joy that can withstand any circumstance.
The fact that for the first time in my life, I am considered the confident, bold one.
The life I live now is not normal.
I’m not normal anymore.
I look back on the person I was when I started the race,
and the change is drastic.
No longer will I settle for the easy answers.
No longer will I settle for the mediocre things in life.
I want more.
I know there’s so much more.
And I’m going for it.
I am going to dance, and sing, and heal.
From this moment on, I am going to walk in my freedom.
In my anointing.
Because I can.
And I will.
I’m going to trust Him with everything.
Because His plans are always so so good.
They got me here, didn’t they?
Even when I’m scared, even when it hurts, even when I don’t understand.
