It's weird…
I think that may be my most commonly used phrase lately. I'd like to think that I have a slightly larger vocabulary, and may be able to express myself better but when anyone asks me how I feel about going home the answer is always…
"weird".
Its now officially been 17 months and 16 countries since life has been anything but normal. I walked down the street in Thailand today drinking green tea out of a BAG wearing the same clothes I have worn for the last 17 months.
Oh and it's Thanksgiving.
Last year for Thanksgiving I was on a beach in Cambodia getting all the hairs on my legs plucked by a THREAD.
5 months ago I was wondering why in the WORLD the Lord would call me to leave again on the World Race, and now that it is nearing the end, I am at a loss for words.
How do you say goodbye to a season that so radically changed your life?
It's like finishing up and incredible book series… taking time to read each page, wishing there was one more book but at the same time ready to close the chapter.
Today, I have a new response to the question about how I am feeling:
I am thankful.
I am thankful for this journey. That the Lord would call me to sometime that I never could have imagined.
I am thankful for every single person who has supported me- whether by encouragement, prayers or financially. You made this possible. The Lord has used you as confirmation, as a timely word, and at times conviction to get me moving.
I am thankful for F Squad and the way they helped shape me and love me my first 11 months.
I am thankful for S Squad and their radical love. Their grace and affirmation.
I am thankful for the tears and for the laughter. For every family that welcomed us into their home and shared a meal with us. For the beds that I slept on, the buses, planes, tuk tuks and occasional elephant that carted me from place to place.
I am thankful for the countless cups of coffee, the hard conversations and the growth I was able to experience and witness.
And now its time. Time to go home. Time to wish the old season farewell and dive in head first into the new.
Thanksgiving has now drawn to a close in Thailand. After a delicious dinner with blessed conversation, I am off to bed as the world back home wakes up to begin celebrating.
The thankfulness does not end when the sun goes down. Neither do the lessons cease when I land on American soil.
He IS good. He IS worthy of all our thanksgiving and praise.
I am thankful because in HIM I have everything.
