The Race is winding down.
I’m down to less than two months left on this awesome journey.
And the anticipation of what The Lord has for me when I get back home is building.
I don’t know what there is back in the States.
I mean, I have a general direction that I’m starting to head in–CGA, but I’ll talk about that a little later.
But other than that, I don’t know what The Lord really has for me.
And it’s exciting, but terrifying at the same time.

Sometimes with the anticipation of what may happen after the Race starting to build, it can be hard to stay focused on what’s going on around me.
I have to fight to stay present. I have to fight for those moments where I stay here in this moment on the Race.
It’s hard, y’all.
There have been countless times when I have wanted to just check out and start daydreaming about the possibilities of the coming months.
But that’s dangerous grounds for me to be walking on.
I’m not saying it’s bad to dream with Jesus about the future. But when I start dreaming instead of being fully present where I’m at, that’s the true struggle.

I love the Race. I love everything The Lord has walked me through, and everything He’s taught me.
And I’m in this weird stage of wanting it to end so I can go home, but at the same time never wanting it to end because I love it so much.

So much is happening. Here and back home. And there’s so much yet to come.