This is a song, that has been sticking out to me a lot lately.  Before I went to Africa, my mom gave me a note and on this note, was the lyrics to this song.  It has not left me since.  I realized that, since being back, I have gotten to comfortable again in my life.  Yes, I still remember the lessons which I learned.  The things I saw and the people I met and, for a while, when we sang praise and worship songs in church and youth, I thought twice about the power behind the words (and to Whom I was singing them too). 

This is a song that I find, like so many others, that we sing so easily.  But to actually do what the words are saying, is a whole other story.  While in Zambia, we had the opportunity to follow God into a lot of the compounds (the really really poor areas) and to follow HIM into the homes of people who offered to show us where they lived.  I wish I could say that it was easy stepping in and looking around, but I often caught myself holding back, hesitating to go in. 

I realized now, that it was fear plain and simple holding me back.  In some ways, I could feel similar to what Peter must have felt when he lost faith walking on water and Jesus had to pick him up.  I could almost see Jesus asking me 'why do you doubt me" with a sad look on His face.

My prayer is this, that HE will

"Use my hands, use my feet

To make your kingdom come

Through the corners of the earth

Until your work is done

'Cause Faith without works is dead

And on the cross your blood was she'd

So how could I not give it away so freely?

And I'll follow you into the homes that are broken.

Follow you into the world."

I know that at times on the race, this will be very hard for me.  Times when I DON'T want to follow Him at all.  Yet those are also the times when I KNOW that I will HAVE to…becasue the reward-is so totally worth it.

"Thank you God, for using my hands. Using my feet.  Give me courage. Give me boldness to do and say the right things…both on the race and these 7 months prior in every situation. "