To anyone who has or will be embarking on The World Race, have you ever had that sudden thought of “What on earth am I doing?” (That’s a bit censored, but you get the point.) I just had a pretty gut wrenching moment like that. Just sitting here thinking about life, and all of a sudden, boom. There it is. What am I doing? I’m going to go to 11 countries that I have never been to before, with 45+ people that I have never met before, for a period of time longer than I lived in Virginia (about 6 months, but in my mind, felt like a long time.) I’m not going to lie to you, for a second I was really doubting this decision. But then, almost like someone flipped a switch, (pretty sure that’s exactly what the big man upstairs did) and I started visualizing getting on the plane with my squad. Getting off the plane with 45+ other wonderful people, most of whom have also never been this far from home. Arriving in the town that I will be staying in for the next month. Meeting the members of the community I will be living in. It all brought this insanely huge, goofy grin to my face. This trip is scary. Really scary. You never know what your going to experience. But it is what He has called me to do, so I will answer. Everything He does in our life has purpose. When you’re scared, nervous, happy, sad, etc, He has a reason for it. It serves a greater purpose. One that we can’t see. We as disciples, need to have faith in Him, and His decisions. No matter what they may be. I hope someone gains something from reading about this experience of mine! God bless!
