Tuesday night during English club I was asked this question ” What has been the scariest thing for you on the race?”
This year I have been to over 11 different countries, I’ve been on transportation with drivers who shouldn’t have a license in vehicles that would never pass inspection in The States, I’ve eaten crazy food, been around crazy people and experienced some really crazy stuff. But yet I found myself answering the question with “Leaving my family was the scariest thing I’ve done this year.”
When I left home I left people who knew me, people who were used to my stupid quirks, and people I was comfortable with. I didn’t have to explain myself, they just knew.
Now I find myself 10 months later living in a small room with the same 5 girls I have been living alongside for the past 9 1/2 months. This year we have shared clothes, beds, tears, laughter, heartaches, love for people and so much more. We have been the shoulder to cry on, the sister to “vent” too, the big sister, the baby sister, the protector, the loving word, the rebuking word and the accountability partner. I love to cook with The “Trio” (Kris, Blair and I) and afterwards enjoy the best conversations and fun over a meal with Bling. We have seen each others ups and downs and have watching the Lord transform us into different people since January. through the heartaches and the joy the Lord brought us from a “Team” to a “Family.”
Now it is this family that knows all of my stupid quirks, shares all of my inside jokes, they know I picked up a new “addiction” in Malaysia, they know that I get sick on bus rides, and they can even translate my “Texas” language into “American” when needed. This is my family and they “get me.”
I now find myself realizing that the end is not going to be any easier than the beginning because once again I will be leaving a family I am comfortable with and love so much.
Transition is never a fun thing and it doesn’t always seem right but we can’t think about it too much, we must leap first and give God the chance to come in and blow us out of the water with the next season of our lives.
The Will of God is really like a roller coaster… There are ups and downs, curves, unexpected hoops, joy and even nausea sometimes. It’s and adventure and it’s worth the ride.
