I’m staring up at the few clouds left in the sky. Night is setting in. The water in the oceans of Koh Samed Island are clear and warm. Floating aimlessly, I am alone. Its a nice feeling. The only thing I know is that this is exactly where I want to be. But then it hits me. A peace overtakes me, it turns to joy and my heart is overcome with thankfulness. This is exactly where I am supposed to be. Right there in that moment for the very first time in my life I can truly say that I, 100% felt alive. Really and truly alive. I was made for such a time as this, to be on the world race. It was the right timing, the right countries and most definitly the right team.
And though I miss many things at home and many people, one in particular (you know who you are) I have never felt so sure that I am where I am supposed to be then I have been ever. For some that feeling may come easy. But for me my life leading up to now felt much like the Casting Crowns song “Does Anybody Hear Her” In it they sing, “she is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction” I spent so much time chasing opportunities than finding destiny. My old, very wise and wonderful pastor, Mister Gary Carter taught me a lot about that. It was his preaching that led me to seek and search. And it led me here. Though I had peace about it, this is something deeper than that.
I can honestly say that I have never felt more in love with or closer to my father than I do today. Every moment I am here, makes me come even more alive than the next. I feel completely (as Seth Barnes would put it) “wrecked for the ordinary”. This is me. It is who I was made to be. The worldrace is not a thing to do on my check list before I die. It is the begining of a life out of the ordinary to follow the extrodinary. (cheesy I know, but hey thats me)
