This morning I woke up thinking about Malaysia, thinking about the squad I was with, the people I met, the cool things I experienced, & I miss it.
The World Race is all i think about now a days. I leave in nearly 7 months for my own race. I’m fundraising, getting to know my squad, thinking about training camp. All the good things. Every day I wonder about the 5 countries I’ll get to live in; I wonder who I’ll meet, what I’ll eat, where I’ll stay, what our ministry will look like, everything under the sun.
When my head is full of questions, I think of the month I lived in Malaysia & got to be the hands & feet of Jesus to the people of Kuala Lumpur. I didn’t know very much, but I went anyways. God was calling & I knew I had to go & boy am I glad I did!!
Thinking of that makes me so excited for this next chapter. More missions, more loving on people, more experiencing different cultures, more living in community. There is no other word that comes to mind when I think about how I feel other than excitement!
I went to Malaysia essentially to see if I would ever want to do the World Race. We were asked that question at debrief & I figured I’d do it when I graduated college, but here I am in what’s suppose to be my spring semester of my sophomore year & i am planning for different things than all my friends are. They’re figuring out their major, what school they may want to transfer to, projects & assignments; & I am trying to figure out how to pack for 5 countries with a variety of climates.
Although my life looks different than most people my age, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Wherever the Lord takes me. Whatever the Lord has planned. I’m ready.
So as I continue to think back on Malaysia, i get so excited to experience life in community with new people. Life abroad with a squad who will become my family for 9 months. I think most people would be scared, nervous, or anxious about it all, but the Lord had showed me a preview of what life would be like if I dropped everything & followed Him, if I left my life in America & lived among the nations with 55 other people my age. Malaysia was a preview to something I had no idea was coming. The Lord took me there to show me & prepare me for my own World Race.
I am so thankful for Malaysia. Even more thankful now that I can see just why God brought me there. He has His very own plans that didn’t correspond with mine, but I tossed my plans to the side to follow Him to the next chapter. It’s a lot different than other people’s plans, it’s not exactly what my family & I had talked about, but it’s exactly where I’m suppose to be.
I’m ready & I’m going.
