I have 2 options: not write the blog that I have been avoiding
or
Just simply write it….
Well, here it goes…
So I don’t even know where to begin, at the beginning or the beginning of the end.
Every start has an end, every journey has an ending.
The journey I will never forget.
I have eaten rice more than any human being should have to, and it’s not just rice… it’s plain white rice with no soya sauce…just rice. Eaten a grasshopper, snake, and cockroaches (by the way are the most disgusting things ever). Had some of the world’s most famous food including mexican food because we find every mexican restaurant wherever we are because we are the Q.
I have met some incredible people that have taught me the value and quality of life, held the hand of someone looking for just a little bit of hope. Praying for the sick, the widows, the hopeless, the poor and simply just loving.
From walking the streets of brothels, holding baby orphans, walking in the slums of Africa, watching a room of youth give their lives to the Lord, peeing on the side of the road, worship on a roof top, baptized in a Malaysian jungle, rafting the Nile river, finding myself in some random village by myself with a translator… can’t believe it all happened…
I have lived life in 11 different countries, lived in community for 11 months and simply just did life with 33 of the most amazing people I will ever meet. A crazy bunch we call “the Q”. This crazy bunch that I now call my family. Maybe even a family that no one will ever get but WE get it. Through the bad times and through the GOOD times.
I came on the race thinking I was going to change the world, but the world that changed was mine… My world is not the same…
It was 11 months, the destination was the 11th month, God called me for 11 months and you’ve probably heard the quote…
“it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey”
Well something happened along this journey, the people God placed along the path, the people that were on my team… Something inside changed… God moved in a mighty way in my Life…
Someone asked me during the race, ” What is one thing your going to bring home from the race.” all I said was FREEDOM! Thats all I can say because God walked me into freedom. This little taste of freedom that I have received I want that for everyone that I meet…
This season in my life that is coming to an end as sad as it is, but it brings a whole new excitement that I can’t explain… I get to venture out with God into the unknown…
Its just the start of something new….
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