11/18/10

I love seeing that sign all over Tanzania. I mean, every
other African country we have been in is overly dominated by Coca-Cola. But
more than that…

I’m adopting it as my motto for Tanzania. Maybe the rest of
the World Race. Maybe life. I’ve recently discovered great joy in taking things
which were probably not meant for spiritual application and twisting them to be
so. Doesn’t take much twisting. It’s great.

Dare for more. That’s what this trip has been about. That is
what it needs to continue to be about. God has done absolutely amazing and
wonderful things in the last five months. He has allowed us to witness His
power, be vessels of His love, walk through His land, sit with His children.

 I don’t know, it’s crazy. (New World Race
definition right there). It really is crazy to be doing what I’m doing out
here. But the thing is, as many times as we look at each other (sometimes
during those discussions and late night talks) and say “This is our life. It’s
crazy!�…it’s not.

This is what we are called to do. To go beyond the
discussions, late night talks and Sunday School answers. To live out the
Gospels. To apply Old Testament prophecies to life now. To live in the reality
that God is still speaking and moving and interacting with us. To seek after
the gifts that He has waiting for us to claim. To realize I really am nothing
without Him. To know it is an honor to even be chosen, for whatever amount of
time I’m allowed, to be a vessel for Him. And still, I want to dare for more.

And grab another Pepsi.