I’ve come along way since the application process of this trip. I can remember the feeling I got the day I re submitted my application to the World Race. I was completely at peace with hitting the submit button and so excited about what it was going to lead to.
Time flew by preparing for this trip, and here I am at the halfway point of being done. I have traveled thousands of miles on planes, buses, and jeepneys to get me here. Here is the country that is not my own but feels more like home. Here is a country that is so far from comfortable that I wouldn’t know what comfortable feels like anymore, here is a place that I am in love with more and more everyday. Here is a place that G*d shows up because I choose to seek Him.
In 5 1/2 months I will be on the longest plane ride of this trip, the plane ride home. I am scared that I haven’t been changed enough to go home. I am scared that I will get back and it will be easy to fall back into a comfortable life, because I am not seeking Him in every moment. I won’t find Him everyday like I am finding Him in all these countries.
I am the same G*d there as I am right here, seek me and you will find me.
I have found this new boldness since being overseas. I don’t feel intimated or scared to sit on a street corner and pray for a man that is homeless. To prayer walk a park at night time because I know that is where little girls are being sold. Being here I don’t feel scared to talk to random strangers about the greatest gift I have ever received. I am free to be excited when I know G*d has HUGE plans for a ministry we are working with.
Your boldness is from me, seek me in everything you do and you WILL be a bold warrior for me.
At this point in this trip I am tired. I have slept on hard floors and been out in the heat all day. I have drank more water than a child size swimming pool can hold, and I’ve been content with 2 meals a day. I am worn out from being away from home and a normal schedule. There are days I want to sleep and still go to bed at 8 pm, but I know this isn’t why I am here.
Come and find your rest in me, I am ENOUGH.
Here, I am free to grow closer to Ch***t in whatever way that looks like. Rather it be stepping into leadership of a kids program, or sitting in a corner alone with my bible and listening to a podcast. I have been shown the freedom we have in Him, in the past 5 1/2 months, and I can fully live it out.
You can now be an example of that freedom at home and show others they have it too.
G*d has spoken to me through words from other people, songs, the look of a child on the street corner, the quietness of the morning time, and most importantly through His word. I have re read verses over and over that I memorized as a child and they speak so clearly to me now.
When I sit here and look back at the countries I have been to I am in awe that G*d choose me for this trip, and has used me to cut the homeless man’s hair, love the sweet orphan girl with my whole heart, laugh with the pastor of an idian church, and seek out the deaf ministry in a closed country, He has used me to do His work, best part He isn’t done.
I am scared and excited about going home, which is something I have to look forward to as my time on the race gets closer and closer to ending.
Something I wrote in a previous blog, “G*d is the same G*d at home as He is at training camp.” It applies to the nations as well. I have gotten to fly around the world and worship my Father with my brothers and sisters in different countries and in a few short months I’ll fly home and worship the same Father with my brothers and sisters in Kentucky.
So, here at the halfway point my mind is in constant spin of what is to come and what I have already seen. The balance between rest and adventures, fear and boldness. The one true and beautiful thing I have in this whole breakdown is His promise for me. He knows my path and has my life already planned before me.
For so long I thought I was a dreamer who had big dreams and now I know that I am a follower who is committed to making His word a reality in my life.
