I made this content into a video blog and it was gonna be really great. Except it wasn’t. Because uploading an uncompressed video via shaky wifi is tougher than wrestling a pig in the mud. And far less fun.
So instead of my face you get more words.
It’s down to minutes before I fly the coup. Atlanta to Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. And it seemed like a good time to wonder why I’m a Christian.
Why do I believe in this? If someone asked you the same question would you know what to say?
I could worship anything in the world if I wanted to. I could worship what I know, who I know, who I am, something I can do, something I can’t do….
We all worship something. So why do I worship God? I can boil it down to two words:
He. Responds.
If in the middle of the night you cry out to your bank account, your college degree or your hiking boots, do they respond to you by filling and satisfying you? No.
I pin the beginning of this relationship of response to a night a couple of years ago. Something changed when God brought His presence to respond to my needs without the accompaniment of a worship band, pastor or conference. I don’t need anyone to have relationship with Him. That was the point of Jesus.
And from then on He has always responded to me by giving me enough of Him to continue on in faith. At this point asking me why I’m a Christian feels more like asking someone whether they can forget that they know their mother or father. It just makes no sense.
And so I am His and I go where He goes. He’s more than I ever thought and I can’t wait to start this next adventure with Him.
Why am I going on the World Race? What makes me think that something I can do will make a difference in the world? Because I believe that now the Spirit of this living, powerful, amazing, loving God lives inside of me. More than just visiting me on occasion, this God makes His place in me. His Kingdom of healing and restoration dwells in me. So every step I take into the world literally brings the Kingdom into places that may have never experienced it before. It makes all the difference.
I am SO excited to go on this World Race. I am seeking out what God is doing around the world and jumping in. I am seeking Him out, to meet with me and provide for me on the daily. I am receiving from Him. Both the world and my relationship with Him will never be the same. So I go.
