As I sit here writing this post, I'm feeling so much heartache. Heartache that I've never experienced before. I know we have orphans, we have widows, we have people looking for love in all the wrong things, and people wondering where there next meal is going to come from. I've had eye opening experiences going to South Africa, but what am I doing now, in America. I'm feasting on whatever food I want, whenever. I'm taking showers with clean water. I'm sleeping in a warm bed. I'm living in a warm house.
I'm saying all this not to brag, I'm saying this because my heart is hurting. Its hurting for the kids in third world countries that don't get to sleep in a bed. Its hurting for the kids who wait for days to finally get that warm meal. Its hurting because I've been so selfish in ways the Lord is now just revealing.
I'm sick to my stomach, knowing that I can wake up tomorrow KNOWING that I have food in my fridge, when someone somewhere doesn't have anything. Its not just third world countries, we in America as well have people who don't have anything.
I've been stressing out about EVERYTHING about the race.
Where's $15,500 going to come from? God is MY provider.
Who's going to provide my plane ticket to training camp? God is MY provider.
When's my money going to come in? God knows, He knows everything.
I don't have to worry, because I KNOW God has everything under control.
