The 4th of July has to be one of my favorite holidays!
I love it because it is always filled with family and friends; and because there is never any real structure to the day. I love it because you can be inside or outside; and because there is always something going on – BBQs, games, fireworks. It is one of the most relaxed holidays and I love that!
But then the fireworks are over and everyone goes home and I always get the same feeling every year. I feel as if summer has just ended. In the back of my mind I know that the remainder of summer is just the blink of an eye. Do you know that feeling? The fourth of July is the pinnacle of summer and once it is over the rest of summer seems to be downhill. It goes so fast. It is like holding sand in your hand – attempting to hold onto it so tightly that it slips through your hands even faster.
All of the emotions that I usually feel on the fourth of July I am feeling now – on March 18. The exact midpoint of the race is debatable since we don’t know our technical end date, but through my “calculations” today marks the midpoint of the race. CRAZY! On one hand I can’t believe that this has been my life for the past five and a half months and on the other hand they have felt like an eternity. On one hand I can’t believe we have five and a half months left and yet we ONLY have five and a half months left. WEIRD!
We’ve hit our “fourth of July” on the trip, but I refuse to let it all slip through my fingers. So I’m sitting here in India trying to process all the emotions and while I don’t have it all figured out I do know that … 1. I’m thankful for the Lord’s faithfulness thus far on the race and 2. I know He has so much more planned and I’m going to soak up every moment in the next five and a half months.
Happy Midpoint!
