What if The World Race was a love story. What if the love story I was a part of was not between me and a knight in shining armor but between the person I am now and the person God created me to be. A story for me and that beautiful person to become one flesh through Christ, to never become separated again. Maybe this year isn’t about others, maybe it’s about me and….me. Maybe loving others is merely a vessel to this future marriage, not the purpose or outcome.
I am standing in the middle of who I used to be and not yet who I am to become. Looking around me, I have never seen a more beautiful place to be. I am in the middle of an epic love story.
