After re-reading this section of my blog I recognized that it was time for an update and I thought it would be useful to update it in the middle of the Race and at the end as a reminder of the growth and changing that has and is taking place. Ohh, what a journey.
My name is Sabrina and I am 25 years young. I am currently on an incredible journey called the World Race, which you can learn more about by clicking the link titled, “What is the World Race,” on the left side of this page.
When I was younger I never would have imagined that Christ would captivate my thought life or that I would one day desire to be totally and completely ravished by Him. When my mom, who was the first one to choose to follow Christ in our family made that decision I thought she was the strangest person I’d ever know. I didn’t like her “Jesus music,” or the “Jesus fish” that was on the family mini-van, which I called the “Jesus Cruiser.” Every time I was with her, it seemed, she would listen to this weird radio station that had some guy named Charles Stanley talking about life, family, and God. To make matters worse, she would listen to him so loud that anyone standing in the general vicinity of the vehicle would be able to hear every word Mr. Stanley was speaking without having to strain to understand.
My family at the time was falling apart and I saw her as a weak link in the equation because she kept choosing to stay with my father, who in my mind at the time was an unpredictable jerk and the cause of all of the instability. Her leaving him would be our ticket to freedom, I thought. Therefor, Jesus was for weirdos and wimps.
I’ve since learned firsthand that following Christ is not easy on any level because He does not fit into the neatly trimmed ideas of what perfect is according to human reason. I would even go as far as calling Him unfathomable and somehow despite that, a relationship with Him brings the most peace, joy, and stability that I’ve ever known.
Now, years later, I can look back fondly on those memories because I can see how much courage, strength, and trust that it took for her to stand firm in the best decision of her life even though for a while she held to it without any support from our family. Her decision to follow Christ changed not only my life forever but the lives of our entire family and my Dad is sold out for our Savior <3.
So now, I am on an eleven month journey that I originally thought would teach me radical faith and be filled with radical miracles like limbs growing back and blind eyes being opened, and my role was going to be as a servant, period. As it turns out, however, God had something much different in mind, or maybe He defines “radical faith” differently then I do, or maybe both. Apparently walking with Christ is not about fulfilling our expectations, or about being neat, clean, safe or comfortable but about something much, much more.
I invite you to continue following me on this journey as I continue to discover the heart of Christ and as I continue to share more of the back-story that has led to my time here on the Race.
