Arise oh men and women of Christ. Suit up.
It is your time.
I have called and you have answered.
Arise, and run.
Fight for those fighting for their lives.
Run after the women running after men for attention to pay the bills.
Run after the men who long for those women so they feel valued.
Run after the children running towards drugs to counteract hunger.
Run after the children who have nowhere to run because their parents have been taken by disease.
Run and love the least of these.
Run and do not grow weary.
But most importantly, run to Me.
Walk out of your comfort and into the world.
You may not be able to do everything, but you can do something.
Arise and give thanks, for I am a God of miraculous things.
Ask in bold and reckless faith and behold what I will do.
No piece of the world is out of my reach.
Arise and choose joy.
Infectious and irrepressible joy despite the circumstance so others may see Me through you.
Break chains and bring freedom that was freely given on the cross.
Arise oh men and women of God. I have called you by name. March on.
I have thought about this day for months now. I thought that the morning I woke up to leave for D.C. to come to launch, that I would have extreme anxiety, that I would instantly regret this decision and want to change my mind. But God is funny. I woke up on Monday morning with an incredible peace (John 14:27), excited for the season ahead that I was about to walk into. As I put on my clothes, I felt like I was putting on the armor of God. As I packed my bag (though it was stressful) I felt like I was packing to go out into battle. I got a little emotional on the plane as I read notes from people that the Lord has blessed me with. He sweetly reminded me that those relationships are so deeply rooted in Him, that I had nothing to worry about. I sat on the plane and prayed and settled into what was about to come. I was filled with joy as I thought about walking into new things and about leaving the old behind. I was excited about dying to the old self and getting to start fresh. (Isaiah 43:18-19) After arriving in D.C., I spent the day with 7 other people from my squad and laughed into the wee hours of the morning. Today we met up with the rest of our squad and had a sweet and joyful reunion.
We are here. We have arrived. Three squads. An army of over 150 people who are pumped to march out into the world to fight. The Lord has already done so many miracles. He has moved mountains. I think of the way He had to move in my life to get me to this place, and then I think of over 100 other lives that He had to fight for to get here. It legit blows my mind. We all have different stories, and yet we are here. Unified, eyes on Christ, as ready as we’re going to be to go.
Thank you again to all of those who took part in getting me here. It has truly been a blessing to see how God has used the people in my life through donations, prayer, encouragement, love, etc. I don't deserve it, but I am so grateful for it.
Financial update: By January 2013, I need to raise a little over $3,200 in order to stay all 11 months.
World Race update: We have been asked to do a screens fast (ipods, phones, computers, etc) for the next 48 hours. I will be unreachable, but will update people after that.
