I suppose I’ll work backwards, start with Moldova and work my way back to the last time I posted. We’ve got months to catch up on!
Ocnita, Moldova. Moldova was the one country I could safely say I was not excited for. Even someone who was from Moldova, had questioned “Why, would you go there?” when I told them my route. I really need to stop underestimating God and stop believing when people tell me their opinions of a country. God has just blasted my expectations out of the water each and every time I fully expected to be disappointed. But then again, the race has conditioned me to find joy and excitement out of all that happens while I’m in a country. I’m enjoying God breaking expectations.
I have a new team again. Marrow. (there’s 6 of us girls,7 if you include our squad leader)
Merriam Webster defines as “the inmost, best, or essential part“
and to quote the great Henry David Thoreau (whom Bethany <one of our amazing squad leader> conveniently recited for us the night we got our new teams):
” I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came todie, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrowof life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to it’s lowest terms.”
We are in the last leg of our World Race journey. 3 months. 3 countries. You could think of it in terms of our entire time in Africa (not an insignificant amount of time) but somehow now that we are near the end it seems like it will be ending overnight. We are not ready to be done with wandering the globe. We are definitely not ready to end this year without trying to get every last bit we can out of this. More hurt, more growth, more adventuring, more love, and really more Jesus in everything. We want to end this knowing we didn’t just let the months slide by.
I love that my team is joining me in something that God has been putting more and more on my heart.
A line from one of my favorite hymns “All to Him I owe”. Not because He tells me I owe Him but because Jesus gave it all for me just so I can know Him the least I can do is give Him my all in return. I finally got it tattooed where I cannot help but see it everyday. A permanent reminder that my life is no longer mine despite my attempts to hold onto it.
baby step to baby step.
letting go and giving to God.
