My support letters went out last week. I am turning in my resignation this week.
From this point, there is no turning back.
This is where it all starts, isn't it?
Or will it be when I get my first official donation?
Is the beginning when I go to training camp or my launching point?
Or was it when I got my acceptance call?
Did it start when I chose a route and applied to the race?
Or did it start when a complete stranger and former racer pointed me to the World Race page? (Thanks again!)
It could have started when I first stepped into Ayiti (Haiti), first fell in love with those people, first witnessed their lefwa, lespwa, lanmou (faith, hope, and love), and first walked hand-in-hand with an orphan down the street.
I don't know where it all started, but I know that there is no turning back. And I have no desire to do so.
There are so many things about the next year and a half that I just do not know. A few months ago, that would have driven me crazy. Now, I am relishing in the fact that God is holding my future and I have absolutely nothing to do with it! A few months ago, I would have been Lot's wife, looking back to hold on to a piece of what was behind. What good did that do her? What good would that do me? Now, I am trying to be an Abraham. I do not know the path that God is laying out before me, but I am going to follow His lead.
Someone once said "The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step." (Google tells me that someone is Lao Tzu) I don't know exactly when and where I took my first step, but today, I am blindly joyfully taking another.
"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and do not depend on your own understanding. Seek His will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take." -Proverbs 3:5-6
