11 Weeks left on this thing we call the world race.
Whoa.
That went by faster than a hot knife through butter.
It feels like yesterday I was hopping on a plane out of Love Field in Dallas and now I’m in Zimbabwe 9 months later. A human life could have gone through conception and birth in that time but to me it feels like the blink of an eye.
I bought my plane ticket home the other day and as excited as I was to share that news with my family and a few close friends I still felt a deep saddness in seeing that ticket confirmation email.
Truth be told, I don’t want this to be over…
I love living life on the field. Full time ministry makes me thrive in a way that I’ve never thrived before. Yes, we are constantly going and sometimes it can be exhausting, but I LOVE being able to see people each day grow in their walk with Christ or meet Him for the very first time. It is a joy to let children play with my hair during church or to pray over someone in a market.
Aside from the daily perks that come with life on the field I love the people I’ve gotten to serve with more than anything. People and places change every month but this squad of 43 is always there, and they have each made an eternal impact on my life. I will miss seeing all of them at least once every month.
And these 5 delta girls I live life with everyday…
I’m currently sitting around looking at them as I write this and thinking about how much I’m going to miss them. Wow… Seriously, it is going to be extremely hard to leave them, they have become some of my very best friends. Living in community with them is one of the greatest joys of my life.
I will be savoring every moment with these people until the very last one.
But the truth is, it doesn’t completely end in 11 weeks… my scenery may change and the worldrace may be over but I am taking so much more home with me than I had before (and I do mean more than just my pack weight…) I’ve learned what it means to be gentle, how to lead well, how to give and recieve feedback and more than anything I’ve learned how to love the God that I serve. In 11 weeks I get the opportunity to implement these lessons and more back at home.
So cue some cheesy song with remember or goodbye in the title because this is coming to an end.
Make some giant sign for my homecoming – cause Shan’s coming to an airport near you – well nearer at least 😉
P.S. I’m sure you’re all wondering but I don’t know what’s next yet… I’ll keep y’all tuned in as soon as I figure it out
