For a while now I have known I was going on the World Race, but I never could give a solid answer “why?”. There were so many people willing to join my journey and support me, but I was so at a loss for words to explain to them why I would want to go on this 11 month journey.
I could tell everyone all the pros but my heart was not in it. I could talk about the missionary experience aspect; I’ve always felt called to the mission field but that alone was not drawing me to the Race. There was also the adventure and traveling part of it. But I do know adventure looks so beautiful but it is in reality so messy. Its like trying to save a snowball in a drink cooler in southeast, Georgia, it’s a beautiful idea but most of the time it ends up just plain messy. (yes, we have snowballs…..once every 10yrs J) Anyway, that was not the only thing drawing me either. I even looked at the spiritual part of it and thought of how many people I would get to touch and the ministry I would get to be apart of, but even that was not enough. None of it touched why I felt called to go. It was so frustrating because I could not express to people why I wanted to do this and it felt like it was ruining my credibility. And for a time I was discouraged and didn’t share the World Race with people and I even doubted that I had heard the call at all.
But then I went to my training camp for the Race. So much changed. I was pulled and stretched in so many different ways. So much truth was uncovered in my life as well as so many lies I was believing and in the mist of all that I realized why I was running this Race. I wasn’t running to change the world, although I want to be apart of that. I wasn’t running because there are so many broken people out there who need love, although I want to be that love. I wasn’t running because I love to travel and I want to see miracles, although I will see them and experience a chance of a lifetime. I am running……because God has asked me to. Yea its that simple. All the other is just fruit from it. It may sound a little foolish to go and do something extreme because you “felt” God ask you to do something, but that’s just like God. He’s all about the small things being great and the “fools” turning into gold. So my “yes” to God is first and all else is secondary, no matter how good it is. If you love the Lord and say “yes” to Him, there is no need to validate yourself further. Passion slows, travel grows old, and ministry gets tiring, but if I run for God and not all the other I won’t be disappointed. Perspective…..it really changes things.
