“I lean not on my own understanding,
My life is in the hands of the maker of heaven
I Give it all to you God,
Trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I will climb this mountain
With my hands wide open
There is nothing I hold on to”
-Nothing I Hold Onto
As all the racers that are launching began to sing those lyrics, tears welled in my eyes.
I don’t have a clue what’s about to happen in the next 11 months. But I know that it will be good. It will be hard and challenging, but it will be good.
God is completely in control and I truly surrender everything to Him. My life is in His hands. I want my life to be a reflection of Him in me. And through all that I will endure this year, I will be made new. I won’t come home the same. Something new and beautiful will emerge from within me.
The World Race is a mountain of sorts. There will be peaks and valleys, steep up-hill climbs, and beautiful views. Through this journey I know that I have to be open to whatever the Lord has planned for me. And I know He has something huge for me because of His provision already.
I hold onto nothing. I can’t in complete surrender to the Lord. Everything is His. And His plan is for me. I will follow all He has in store for me.
When I signed up for the World Race, I was in need of a dream for my future. Now, here I sit at launch for my race. What? When did that happen? Is this real life? I must still be dreaming!
It’s real.
It’s happening.
Right. Now.
I’m a current racer about to leave for month 1 of the World Race. Orphans, widows, ill, non-believers, human traffic victims, poor, the least of these—these are now my people.
