I am a World Racer.

9/1/14

 

It took two months for this to sink in. I had 18 months from the time God called me on the race to the day I launched, and I spent 75% of that time poring over current Racers’ blogs and dreaming about the day I’d be one of them.

So when I hopped on a plane to Bolivia, it all still felt like a dream to me because it had been in my mind for so long.

Leaving one country to go to a new one instead of flying home(as happens on “normal” mission trips) felt even crazier.

But as we were driving through the mountains on our way to our 3rd country, I realized that this is my life. It’s real.

I have a full page of stamps in my passport.

I have the customs forms memorized.(Yes i’m a tourist, no I’m not carrying more than ten thousand dollars, my passport number is ###—***)

I can pack my bags in 10 minutes.

Showering once a week isn’t weird.

Hot showers are pleasant surprises rather than the norm.

I haven’t worn a seatbelt in 3 months.

I forget what it’s like to throw toilet paper IN the toilet.

8 hours on a bus is considered a “nice short ride,” and 30 hours is totally normal.

 

I’m not an extraordinary kind of person. I don’t see people come to Jesus every single day, I haven’t seen any miraculous healings yet, I still hate rice, and some days I forget to read my Bible.

I’m just a World Racer. God asked me to follow him around the world, watch him work, and let him turn my heart inside out, and I said yes.

That’s all. 
What I’m doing is important, but so is whatever God is asking you to do.

 

Whoever you are reading this, you have a part to play in reaching the world, and it’s no bigger or smaller than mine.
And future Racers, please hear this: you don’t have to wait until your Race begins. God has work for you right where you are. Your classmates or coworkers are just as much a mission field as Africa. Keep your eyes open, and then just say yes.