Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick.
Sometimes it’s a brick that knocks you out and sometimes it wakes you up and makes you see all the things you’d been sleepwalking through. Most days here on the race have felt like the first one. I have felt beaten down so many times by the everyday overwhelming-ness of it all. There have been too many people around me who don’t know me, too many places that are unfamiliar, and not enough stuff that makes me feel like me.
I have been allowing my circumstances to determine my relationship with my God And therefor my relationship with others and even myself. I have been waiting on my environment to change me, instead of changing my environment. While I was in Ecuador I was so abundantly blessed with people who made me feel like me again; two awesome girls from Canada and a family from New Jersey. All it took was a brick to the head (or a coffee cup in the hand) that said, “Wake up! Look at how the Lord is blessing you! And it’s not just right now, He has been the whole time.”
It’s funny how God can use comfortable beds, pillows, blow dryers, home cooked meals, hammocks, air conditioning and people who speak your language to show you are. He has reminded me time and time again that He has me here for a purpose and it’s not time to go home yet; my Father loves me and doesn’t want me to suffer through life, but He doesn’t want me to take His blessings for granted either. So my mission will be, whether in times of little or plenty, I will choose to be grateful for what I am given; life is much more pleasant that way.
