A lot of people have been asking what I’ll be doing after the Race.
-On July 24th, I fly out of Vietnam, through China, to Los Angeles.
-I’ll spend a few days in LA with my Grandad.
-I’ll be home in Honolulu for 2 weeks in August.
-I’ll fly through LA to Ohio to see my grandparents, mid August.
-I’ll bus from Ohio to Pennsylvania to see one of my closest teammates, Cassandra.
-I’ll fly from Pennsylvania to North Carolina where I’ll see my old friend Porter and my Aunt.
-I’ll bus from North Carolina to Atlanta for a week long conference called Project Searchlight (aka our World Race reunion).
-Then, at the end of August, I will take that one way flight to Durban, South Africa. I’m officially moving to a new country and I am so excited.
If you asked me how I thought life would pan out, this would be my wildest dream. I’m overwhelmed with how blessed I am.
I am living in the favor of the Lord and I pray that you do too. That you take risks and live to hear more of God’s voice. Talk to Him more. Listen to Him more. I truly believe He has a direction for every person and is waiting to show you His truths. &Your life journey is His gift to you.
The World Race is over in 3 days. It’s an incredibly sobering feeling.
If I picture just one person and their journey of growth on this squad, I want to burst into tears, because that’s how beautiful and impactful their stories are.
It’s as if I can replay my favorite 38 movies on fast forward. Their brokenness, blood, sweat, and tears flashback through my hippocampus. Their obedience, self control, joy, and decision to stay and dig deeper even when it hurt rerun through my temporal lobe.
We made it. We made it so far. Our spiritual growth as 38 individuals is immeasurable. The impact we’ve made on others is unquantifiable. We may never see the fruit of the seeds we have sown, but I find comfort in their existence.
I can sleep easy knowing that this is life and we lived it.
“This is a time for closure and a time for celebration,” our squad mentor says.
I’m mourning the World Race. I’m mourning the fact that these 38 people who changed me forever will probably never be together in the same room again worshipping at the top of their lungs, but I rest assured that our souls have been intricately woven for eternity.
That may sound heavy, but this is our reality. We were there and there and there, now we are here, and soon we will be there again.
It feels like we’re living in multiple realities that don’t intersect with one another.
The people closest to me- the people I love like family- live across this entire globe now and have little frame of reference to one another.
There’s a vast disconnect. I hope that with every story and memory shared, there’s a connection- maybe even a spark of inspiration.
