There are a few absolutes in this season of my life:
1) School
2) Work
3) Fundraising
4) Jesus
Everything else seems to so easily fall by the wayside.
I am currently sitting in the office of the fire station, where I have the privilege of doing clinicals, counting down what seems sometimes like a clock that likes to move in slow motion. After a 24 hour shift on the ambulance, a twelve at the fire station makes me feel zapped of all energy. That makes me long for the next season of my life, particularly the glaring elephant in the room: The World Race.
I long for the community of the P-Squad I have already experienced. The encouragement I have already experienced blows me away.
I long for the faces, the conversation, the new family that I imagine I will meet along the way. I imagine that falling in love with them will be easy, but the good byes will cause some tears along the way. A goodbye potent because it will likely be until we see Jesus face to face. What a reunion heaven will be.
I long for the physicallity of the World Race. Ironically, this profession I call mine is a lot of sitting, and my school schedule really limits my activity level. I am looking forward to a run with friends as a new day dawns.
I long for a more intimate walk with Jesus. The Great Romance and my first love. I want to know him in ways I haven’t ever dreamed of.
I long to be a part of God’s story He is writing; its a captivating novel of the Great Romance writing the greatest story in history: the redemption of human kind. It is a story of prophets and prostitutes, wealth and depravity, and a Saviour that the world awaiting his second coming.
But God hasn’t called me to the race today: September 23, 2014. He has called me for January 2015, but not today.
So the struggle now is to stay present.
I want to:
wish my clinical hours away.
cross days off on the calendar quicker than they actually go.
shop for the race.
be done with paramedic school.
But these things will come soon enough.
I need to be here.
to mininister to the community in which I live.
to be a part of the Birmingham version of the Great Romance story.
to pursue Jesus more closely.
The prayer I am praying today (that I would be honored for you to join me in) is to be present. To be here. And to not wish away any season of my life.
Til it ends,
Kristy
