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One last blog post before I take off on the adventure of a lifetime.  Of course I’ll have plenty to say once the World Race actually launches to the Dominican Republic, but this is my last blog from stateside until I get home in December.  Just one more of the many things I can’t believe I’m actually saying.  Those of you who know me well are already aware that I’m about as dense as a rock, so it should come as no surprise that the reality of a missions trip around the world has yet to fully sink in for me.  It’s starting to, though.

There’s a surreality about setting up a power of attorney so my mom can pay my taxes.  There’s a sense of adventure about buying a tent (and immediately setting it up in the living room) and trying to pack a life’s worth of gear into one increasingly tiny backpack.  There’s a soporific effect to contemplating what country I’ll be in in any given month this year.  The immediacy of the trip is finally starting to drive a few things home, though.  By the end of this week I will be a for realsies International Traveler.  For the first time in my life I am going to truly experience completely foreign cultures.  In just this one year I will worship God in twelve different countries.  What am I supposed to do with this?!

I have no idea how to react to this situation.

I hear from my teammates that they’re scared, excited, confused, worried, at peace – sometimes all at once.  I don’t know what I am.

I realized last night that I am in no way prepared for this crazy thing.  Financially I’m a wreck, physically I’ve been bedridden for a large part of the month.  Spiritually I’m nowhere near where I wanted to be, emotionally this thing hasn’t even hit me yet.  Mentally I still haven’t processed all of training camp!

But there’s one thing that blows all that away.  No matter how poorly-prepared I am for this trip, God already knows how it ends.  He’s going to perfect His power in every aspect of my weakness – the weaker I am, the more opportunities God has to show up in my life!

So here’s my answer to that crippling fear of leaving my life behind, of putting all my relationships on hold, of actually taking that giant leap of faith everyone talks about but never does:

TRUST
I must trust God to know what He’s doing, because I sure don’t have a clue!  God is my solid bedrock no matter where I go, no matter how scared I get, no matter what happens to me on this Race.

So I’m going to take the leap of faith straight into the arms of my Heavenly Daddy, and run Him down on this race.  I’m going to chase Him to Guatemala, and Kenya, and Thailand, and on beyond zebra – and every step I take closer to Him, He’ll laugh and smile and dance out one step farther, and beckon me on.

So here I go, friends – won’t you join me?