So, we’ve officially reached the halfway point of the race and I’m over it.
But in my attitude of being “over it” I’ve been reminded what I signed up for.
When I decided to sign up for The World Race I said yes to many things.
I said yes to living in community with 6 other people aka living on top of each other for 11 months.
I said yes to dying to myself everytime someone needs to be accompanied somewhere (because we must stay in 2’s) when all I want to do is stay on the internet.
I said yes to waking up at 4:30 to hurry up and wait for a bus that doesn’t even come until 7AM.
I said yes to hauling rocks up from a river bed to help build a school.
I said yes to sleeping in a tent in all the layers of clothing I own in the freezing Nepal temps.
I said yes to travel days that go on for literally days.
I said yes to ministry that seems absolutely pointless.
I said yes to honoring ministry contacts even when I know my way to do something is more efficient.
I said yes to high preference for my teammates and squadmates when sometimes all I want to do is be selfish.
I said yes to the gypsy kid who has lice but all they want to do is waller all over you.
I said yes to being the hands and feet of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
I said yes, not because it’s comfortable, but because Jesus died for me when I didn’t deserve it.
I said yes because it’s not about me, it’s about the Kingdom.
I’m a couple days out from traveling to Uganda for debrief, and I have been reflecting on the previous months. Some days it’s not comfortable and all I crave is the comfortability of my apartment in Conway or my bed at my parents. Those things will be there when I get back. It’s time I start realizing that this will be gone before I know it. The last thing I want is to look back on this year and say what if. I want to give it all…EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. And have nothing left to give at the end of the day.
***I still need $3500 by MARCH 1st to be FULLY FUNDED and avoid being sent home from the field!***
