I knew from the start that the World Race would be a time of transformation. Not only to go out to transform the world, but, perhaps more likely, be transformed by the world and God. This week, God gave me my first lesson: Just trust me.
I wrote my fundraising letter about two weeks ago. Since then, I've posted it to social media several times, getting almost two hundred hits. Earlier this week, I found myself checking my funds account several times a day, anxious to see my first donations come in. Monday: nothing. Tuesday: nothing. I began to feel discouraged. What am I doing wrong? What do I have to do? I realized I was being impatient and untrusting. If I can't trust God to provide the funds for this trip, which He clearly called me to, how will I ever survive out on the field? I cannot try and make God conform to my schedule. I cannot try to make Him fit inside my tiny little box. He is way too big for that!
On Tuesday, in a quiet moment during my frustration, I heard God's whisper: "Check your funds on Friday. But don't look at it again before then." Ok, God. So I didn't log into any of my World Race accounts for the rest of the week. On Friday afternoon, right before leaving work, I decided to log into my funds account again to see if anything was there. I was fully prepared to see nothing there and say "I trust you, Lord. You will provide." But when I logged in, what I saw was an anonymous donation for $618. Combined with what little funds I had originally contributed, I now had $871 in my account. I am 6% funded!! Alright, God. I get it… You win. Just let you be you. Got it.
God is good and He is faithful. Never forget that. So often, we try to make God fit into a box, make Him work on our schedule. In my case this week, God was saying, "Dude, just relax. I got dis." This was not only a lesson in trust, but also unconditional love. Let's not allow our circumstances to dictate whether or not we love or trust in God. God loves us in our faithlessness. His son died for us while we were still sinners. So in turn, love and trust in God always, whether you can see Him moving or not (because He is always moving!). Beggars can't be choosers. If you're going to ask God to move, at least have the patience to let Him move. Don't be that kid in the backseat of the car screaming "Are we there yet?!"
