I brought my agenda with me for the year, not because I expected to have many appointments or plan things much in advance–after all that's not really the World Race style, but as to have a memory of what I did each day.
I have used it to track my workouts, what I've read in my Bible and everything in between. I would be devastated if I lost it or if someone commandeered my planner, hijacking it to spy on my daily activities or defile it by writing in something besides black ink (with a special except of a small Canadian flag drawn in by my dear friend, Laura, for Canada day).
Last night I invited Laura over for a sleepover to my flat (mine just for the weekend). As we reminisced I realized that today marks our one year anniversary of the beginning of our World Race training camp and that a single turn of a page separates me from home. A SINGLE PAGE. This page leaves me with only two Saturdays and one full week of ministry. Someone also informed me that two weeks from today will be our last full day in Africa; this is crazy to me. It's wild to think about home being so close (finally) and that the World Race will not indeed last forever.
I'm not sure what to do with myself… where I'll go or what I will do beyond playing catch up the majority of August. I have a bucket list for my first month back including a picnic in Central Park, cooking lessons with my Grandma, afternoons babysitting my nephews and so on. Luckily I haven't felt much pressure to accomplish a certain agenda beyond His. I trust that He is leading me into another new and exciting season; I just don't know what it looks like yet.
Happy belated Fourth of July!! 🙂
