Every time I talk to my dad there is always one question that is guaranteed that he will ask … how is your health, physically?
And every time I have the same answer … I’m totally fine. I mean, sure I’ve had a few minor bumps and bruises along the way, mostly from my own clumsiness or from the volcano hike here in Guatemala. But honestly, I haven’t been down a day on the race due to sickness.
I have definitely taken it for granted, but each time my dad asks the question I am always reminded of the blessing of my health over this past year.
The Guatemalan water has almost been guaranteed to give us a fun little friend, known as a worm or parasite, but I choose to believe that there is favor on all 50 of us here as we finish out our last two months in Central America. Please pray for continued health.
