Yes, two weeks. Fourteen days. 336 hours. Till I get on a plane and say goodbyes and hellos for 11 months.
This week was filled with overwhelming to-do lists, staggering goodbyes, and not nearly enough time with the Lord. I was running, running, running. I had this idea that my limited time left in the states permitted me to focus completely on myself, my needs, my wants, and my to-do list. But, we all know that once we start a race focusing on ourselves & worldly things, we are left exhausted and worn-out and unsatisfied. Aka me in the midst of REI purchases and coffee dates with friends and World Race training videos.
And like I said, I was running so fast, I felt like I could not slow down to be present with Jesus. Therefore, insecurities and fears crept up and tried to take hold of my soul. And it sounds counter-intuitive, but it took a cycling class to remind me to be still. To be still with Jesus instead of running for the world. To be reminded that HE already knows how I will be getting from point A to point B. It took that cycling class to recognize that if I am focused on my to-do list, I am going to miss out on the party God has planned. On the singing and dancing and laugh-till-you-cry moments with Jesus by my side. I was reminded that walking with the Spirit brings life and peace (Rom 8:6), so now I’m resting in God’s sovereignty and finding more freedom and fulfillment with every slow step forward I take.
“Be still and know that I am God” // Psalms 46:10
