When I first began my journey with the World Race about two years ago, I remember being told over and over again to drop all expectations. Turns out, I have to still do that every day.
Since coming home from squad leading, life has not been what I expected. I honestly don’t know what my expectations were, but I guess I just didn’t know coming home again would be so hard. I miss my T Squad. I miss trying to figure out life in a foreign country. I miss having to rely on God for literally everything. I miss waking up knowing what I would be doing and where I would be going each day.
For the first time, I truly have no idea what is in store for me next. Sure I have dreams and ideas, but I don’t really kow what it will all look like and when. This morning in my journal I wrote out these three questions to God:
Where am I going?
When will I go?
What will I do?
Like I mentoned before I have some ideas, but I am waiting on some direction and confirmation from God. Right now I know He is telling me to rest, but I find it hard to rest when you don’t know for how long or what will come afterwards. It’s a strange feeling though, not knowing, but still choosing to trust. I am not scared of what is coming next, and I don’t feel unsettled…it’s just different…
While I have been waiting (and resting!) God has contnued to lay the World Race on my heart. For the past two weeks I have been helping them train new squads that will launch in September. I am also preparing to go back out to Southeast Asia in August for T Squad’s month 8 Debrief. I am still in need of financial support to make this happen, however, so I ask that you would consider donating. I know that God has a lot more in store for me and this squad.
