Quick digression: I’m finally starting to become less of a control freak.
I’ve begun to really accept that I have absolutely no control over the state of my finances. And interestingly, the more I release my control and worry, the more God is blessing me for it. Thank you to all who have made contributions. Nothing could be more encouraging.
On to the main event:
I was recently thinking about what I’m actually going to (most likely) be doing on a daily basis while on the World Race, and I’ve gotten a few questions about what projects we’ll be undertaking, what kind of work we’ll be doing, how we know we’re doing something sustainable, etc. This next year will be all about relationships. The individual interactions will be so immeasurably important. A pair of Racers (I can’t remember their names/find their blog entries and it KILLS me) met an orphan in Mozambique/Malawi who (I’m pretty sure) is named David. I’m already kind of embarrassed that I can’t remember any of those details. Anyway, David’s parents died from HIV infection, and through the help of a local pastor, the racers were able to send David to school, and committed to supporting him through the year.
To a cynic, that may not seem like much. They didn’t drill a new well, they didn’t open an HIV-testing center, and they didn’t stop a child-soldier abduction ring. They sent a boy to school. But there’s no telling what that butterfly effect will be, what that boy will do with that education, and even more importantly, what he will do with the knowledge that someone thinks he matters. Someone is willing to take a risk for him and help him take a step towards his future. Someone, a pair of complete strangers, loves him. Maybe I’m being exceptionally optimistic, but just knowing that someone loves you and risked something for you…that’s not something that’s going to quickly fade.
Kind of reminds me of something this one guy Jesus did.
