So here I still sit in America for only a few more days. Its come down to DAYS people. DAYS!!! Commence freak out mode. Commence uber long, and ever growing to-do list. Here come the part where this blog fits in. See it’s part of the to-do list. It was kinda assigned to all racers departing in September.
Wait a second…September is already here. Like who let this happen? Who speed time up? Who messed with clock? The Calendar? Somebody needs to catch that guy who changed it. Seriously should be a crime. But anyways…alas September is upon us. WOW!
This blog is an assignment that I re-discovered while cleaning out my inbox. Trying to get a few more things done before going to bed. It’s suppose to be an open letter to the Pre-race me…..here it goes..
Dear Pre-Race Me,
It could only be God that got you here to the this place. Like seriously quit giving your guardian angel a work out. Oh wait you’re going on the World Race. You might want to send the poor sap a gift basket. She’s going to get more than a work out in the next 11 months. or he…but I’m betting it’s a she. Anyways not important.
God brought you down this road and while you may have gotten side tracked along the way because you have the attention span of a gold fish it was him all along. You may have made some crazy choices but he never left and he won’t start now. So make sure you include him in the decisions that you make from now on because like sometimes jumping from bridges or waterfalls might not always be the best decision. Just saying.
As you start to pack, remember what you pack will absolutely not matter in 3 months. You’ll either buy, find, borrow, or do with out so don’t stress. You’ll survive so I’ve been told. I’m not 100% buying it but hey I’ve got to start somewhere. Maybe I’ll leave out the 6 extra bottles of shampoo. Maybe. Just maybe. Speaking of extras totally need to head to the store one more time…..
Don’t forget why you went on this journey to begin with. It was a break from the monotony. To break free from the norm. To stop watching back to back episodes of Netflix. To find your self. To go on a journey. To see the world. To love people. To invest in others. To be young and crazy. To be you. UN-apologetically. And most of all to go deeper with Jesus because he’s the reason.
You were meant for this. This is your calling and though it maybe hard along the way God has blessed the broken road that led you straight to him. He will carry you when you can’t walk and he placed people in your life to cheer you on! So go out into the world, love people, and love Jesus. Baby you were born for this.
Also as a side note don’t be mad at me for like signing you up for this. It was Jesus that made me do it. Remember that. Please don’t hate me when this is over no matter how it goes. You are loved beyond measure. You are valuable and needed. He placed you here to use your skills.
So cast your sails sweet one. Ships are not meant for harbors. Cars weren’t meant for driveways. Pack your bags and hit the road.
Sincerely,
Me 
