When we first arrived in El Tunco and saw the ocean all I could think was “the waves are bigger here”. This Carolina girl is no stranger to the salty air, waves and sand, but this was a whole new ocean. Literally.
Everything is stronger here. As we prepare to move onto month two of the race that’s what I’ve learned. The sun is stronger, the waves are bigger. Day-to-day life with 5 people is harder. Even the bugs are bigger.
But God has been teaching me through the waves, during surf lessons, while playing in the waves with children or watching the sunset from the water. Everything is bigger, everything is stronger, everything is harder. With very little comforts and familiarity to lean on I feel it even more. Yet, if all of the bad is stronger, bigger, harder so is all the good. The lessons that God is teaching me, the relationships that I’m building, the joy, and the love that I’m sharing.
I’ve learned in the last month to embrace the bigger waves. To dive in deep and push out further, even when I want to give up and turn around. This is when I need to persevere because on the other side of the wave break is rest and beauty that I can’t find anywhere else in the world.
Gods been slowly working on me, preparing me for the next 10 months. Everything in the months to come will be bigger, will be stronger, will be harder. And instead of turning around and giving up or settling for smaller and easier, I will push forward. I’ll say a prayer, take a deep breath and dive in. Some days I’ll swallow a gallon of salt water and some days the wave will slap me in the face but I’ll be ready when the next one comes.
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