Hello, from the United States of America! It’s weird to say that and really be in the USA, but I am here!
So I wanted to write a blog about what it has been like for me since I have come “home.” I flew in New York City this past Saturday, and spent the night with my squadmate, Alison, before I flew home to Pittsburgh on Sunday. I remember stepping off the plane and knowing the airport like the back of my hand— but it was different. I was different. Everything was different but familiar at the same time.
Before traveling back to the states, my squad had our final debrief with our leadership team. We had about week to rest and come together to prepare ourselves for the next season of our life, and I remember hearing the same thing over and over “don’t go back with any expectations— let them go.”
If you haven’t been following my world race journey, something I have talked about in recent blog posts of mine has been my struggle of surrendering my will for His will. But over the last year, the Lord has worked in my life time and time again showing me that His way is always better.
Before coming home, I didn’t think I had expectations of what re-entry would look like for me. But, then I came home. And I was frustrated and felt lonely.
People annoyed me or agitated me. I kept thinking “they don’t get it” or “what’s the point of trying to explain this to someone“ but I soon realized this is a part of His plan for me.
To feel uncomfortable, to feel all these emotions, and to realize my life is going to look different now and not like it was on the race.
With all this being said, it is hard. I miss waking up to my squad mates and being able to talk to them or just see them. I miss my community. But I am so hopeful.
Hopeful for what he will do in this season. Hopeful for the people I meet and lives that will be changed. I’m excited to let go of these expectations and be free to walk in grace and mercy. Free to let God move.
Thansk for continuing to walk this journey with me.
