I think if someone would have walked up to me and told me… “Hey Laura… this world race thing… it’s going to flip your world upside down…” and then proceeded to let me in on the things that I would experience and the decisions that I would make, I probably would have never left home. 

There is something about change that is the scariest thing that we can imagine. Nothing is more fearful than the unknown. To think that I am changing this much, and it is only month three is the craziest thing too… seriously. I’m pretty sure I won’t be recognizable when I go home… haha. So to friends and family, don’t be afraid, because a much better Laura is going to come home.

                There is something shifting on the inside of me that is shaking my very core. The Lord is revealing so much to my heart and my mind and ridding me of things that I’ve held on to for so long. He is emptying me of all that is me and filling me with all that He is. I feel like I am going through the biggest fire of my life. I have never felt more pain but healing all at the same time. He has me here, I know it. 

                Last night we had worship night at BJD with all of the college students, and to try to explain how amazing it was and refreshing to my spirit it was is pointless. Through this particular service, I cried and could simply repeat “thank You, Lord… thank You, thank You… I don’t deserve this… You are so good, so good, so good… thank You.” He taught me so many things last night, but two specific things that I suppose I will share. 😉 

The Lord has been showing me so much about prayer and worship and about how real and simple it is, and how much I long for nothing else. He took me back to the many worship services I have been involved in during my life. Having been a PK for my whole life, I am familiar with a worship service. I can pinpoint times in my life where I will admit to having gone through the motions, because I did not know what else to do. I feel that the beauty is sometimes lost, and although God is always worthy of our worship, I haven’t always felt like I was actually worshiping.

                There was a point last night that I was standing, arms raised, singing with everything that I could muster, my voice intertwining with about 40 Thai college student, tears streaming…. I heard the Lord say… “Laura, this is what worship is… this is beauty…” There was no show. There were no fancy lights, no one to say “Hey, it’s time to worship,” we were simply responding to the love that was being poured out by the loving, jealous, healing, restoring, beautiful, kind, compassionate, passionate, zealous, unrelenting King of Heaven. He is showing me that He simply wants relationship with me… that’s it. Sacrifice is good, but obedience is better. His love is worth it… … stay tuned for part two  😉