This beautiful blog is not my own, but one of my teammate’s. I really could never come up with better words for the heart of this team, than through the words she’s unfolded here. I hope you enjoy a peek into team Zion’s sisterhood…
“It’s a beautiful thing to watch you grow into women of Christ. I made a covenant with you and I promise to keep that even when the race is long over. I see characteristics of Christ that I lack in, in each one of you. I look up to you, and you inspire me.. Sabrina-Selflessness Maria-Confidence KJ- Faith Jen-Peace Courtney-Humility and so much more!
You all know how much I talk about my best friend while I’ve been gone. I can’t imagine how much I’ll talk about you guys when we’re all apart…. I don’t want to think about it…
I mean the real race is about letting someone poop while you’re showering, or giving away your last drop of essential oils if it means a well-being to your sister and you have to apply it to their butt rash or just completely sedate them. It’s about proof reading a blog that’s a million paragraphs long when all you want to do is sleep, or staying up until 4am because someone broke your sister’s heart and that’s not okay.
It’s teaching a sister how to share her icecream by sharing yours, sharing that last bite, voluntarily taking a shower last when covered in horse poop, using your Febreeze as the new ant exterminator spray, doing the laundry when everyone else gets an off day, or living in the kitchen when you have to be clothed 24/7 with the loud refrigerator.
Sisterhood is morning sunshine, and lending a work shirt when it wasn’t a work shirt, and forgiving when someone may have been a little passive aggressive about the dishes and having patience when the dishes linger in the sink. It’s even going the extra mile and washing those dishes.
I’ll never forget playing 20 questions 20 million times, or the time Maria lent her expensive converter for the whole team to use to charge all of our devices. I can’t even comprehend how we’ve only scratched the surface. These moments mean more to me than I could ever express.
I’m basically a better person because of all of you and I’m in denial I don’t get to share a room with you forever! Maybe that’s a little too much, but I mean might as well, y’all are the best sisters I could ever ask for! I’m atrocious, sometimes pleasant, but anywho, you make me feel like my best on my worst days.
God has blueprints and big plans drawn out for each of you, races for each of you to complete, and plans for you to prosper in because you’ve said Yes to Him. He is using you, and when you’re discouraged, call me. We can talk to the Lord together about it. We’re young; our lives have just begun. Can you imagine where we will all be in 5 years? If all else fails we can just come back to Jeffrey’s and live together again!
If I were to guess, I’ll probably be single and homeless living in one of your basements with you and your husband! It’s fine! KJ will be living in some Shanties in the middle of Africa, Jen will be married and starting up a DTS, Courtney will be living on a ranch, Maria will be spreading the light in Mongolia and all over, Sabrina will be married and working with children. These are the plans we see now, but I can’t help but think how wrong and funny this will be…. EEK!
It won’t be long before we will no longer be sharing a home and every waking second with each other. Separation anxiety is a real thing and I have that when I go a day without seeing one of you. You’re my crockpot sisters! 4 months and it already feels like I’ve known you my whole life!
A household of six girls should be a recipe of disaster, but instead our home has become the breathing ground for healing and love. We’re a household where messes are meant to be shared in, but where trust is built up and encouragement is overflowing. We’ve come so far…
I may complain a lot about not being able to go anywhere by myself, but what I forget to see is that that always means I’m walking with one of you, and if I could have one over the other I’d always choose you. Through thick and thin you’ve loved me for me and I can’t thank you enough for that.
So…..moral of the story…I’m never sentimental. Take advantage of this moment. I love you even if I don’t say it a lot or hug you a lot. Until death do us part. Team Zion.”
Love,
Britt
