First, I wanted to take a moment to thank you for all the comments I have been receiving! I LOVE getting them, so please keep them coming. I wanted to apologize for not being able to respond to them, I still hope to if I can find time. I feel bad for not being able to write back.
Anywho…
After two weeks on the World Race, I have concluded that, in my opinion, nothing is as it should be. The 15 of us here in Azua are working hard to help out the community, but it’s been a challenge for me. We’ve been told countless times how great of a job we are doing, but it doesn’t feel that way to me. We end up working between two and seven hours a day. It feels like we can do so much more. Sometimes, when we are working, there just isn’t enough for everyone to do. There are times where we struggle to communicate with the locals, where we can’t get words across or it just doesn’t seem like anything is sinking in. We’re stuck eating unhealthy foods and have to worry about our stomachs. What gives?
I pondered all this for a while before the answer was revealed to me – I have been looking at things through my eyes. I have been putting my expectations on things. After that realization, I took a step back – I had to make the decision to give it all to God.
- I gave the ministry here to God
- I gave my frustrations to God
- I gave my impatience to God
- I gave the little control I had to God
- I gave my expectations to God
- I gave my struggles to God
- I gave the food to God
I am continuing to work to give this entire trip to God, as it should be. I think I caught a gleam of what the World Race is all about – the chance for God to work through me and clean out all the junk so that He can come inside and fill me with the good stuff. It’s my prayer that the good stuff can (and will) rub off on other people around the world. Who knows how long it will take me to get there, but I pray I am moving in the right direction.
