The past few days I have been kind of sad about launch coming up so soon.
While my teammates are jumping for joy and fighting off their attacks of extreme excitement,
I'm struggling with the idea of having to say goodbye to everyone that I care for so deeply.
For a year.
This morning was no different,..
except for that fact that my body was frozen from the abnormal weather we are receiving in SWFL (um, where's my 90 degrees people?!).
I ventured off into the freezing day with Missy to run a few errands
and God used it to turn my inward outlook, outward.
Whilst at the Post Office, I asked the clerk about international shipping (and FINALLY got a straight answer -woohoo) which opened up the conversation about why I was leaving.
The clerk beside her overheard and started conversing with me about it
and then line of people started throwing in input.
Just a random moment filled with other's opinions about why I'm going and how they felt about it.
Then, whilst in the waiting room at the optometrist, Miss was chatting with the receptionists about The World Race and after she went into the exam room, the conversation continued.
Questions were raised about:
why I'm going,
when and how I decided to go,
what I'll be doing,
how the money came in, etc etc.
And I got to relish in the past two months
and the reasons of why I decided to go in the first place.
Just a random moment filled with other's opinions about why I'm going and how they felt about it.
It made me stop and
recognize why I decided to do this.
It's because of them; the lost and broken.
So often we find ourselves constantly looking inward.
It's always about 'me me me'
while we should be looking outward, towards the forgotten of the world.
God used my random encounters today.
He used those individuals to take me back to the place of understanding why I'm doing this.
He used them to return my excitement that
launch is in FIVE DAYS!
He used them to adjust my outlook outward, again.
Yes, I will still be sad when I say goodbye to my loved ones and
God will probably have to adjust my outlook, again
but that's ok because He understands our emotions.
But, when I walk to the terminal in Fort Lauderdale on Monday, I will remember why I'm doing this.
And I'm going to try to stop
using 'me' so much in my vocabulary.
Perhaps that can be a New Year's Resolution for all of us?
<3tasha
