Sometimes in life there are periods of great joy. Sometimes there are periods of sadness, happiness, excitement, disappointment, elation, grieving, anticipation, or reflection. But sometimes none of those words are accurate. Sometimes there are periods of just, well, nothing. You could call them periods of waiting. This is where I am right now.
I know I’m probably supposed to be super excited for World Race. I am looking forward to it, don’t get me wrong, but with six months before I actually leave, I’m not excited. Right now it’s hard to see all the good that will come of this trip. Right now it’s easy to see the struggle. The idea of leaving everyone I know for nine months is terrifying. I know the typical Christian thing to say is that Jesus is all I need. While I truly believe this, it doesn’t make the sacrifice easy.
I feel as though I am stuck between my current life and the life that I will take on for nine months. I am, to put it simply, waiting. Waiting to graduate, waiting for World Race, waiting for God. Patience was never my strong suit, but I think God is slowly teaching me that patience is something I need. So, until further notice, I will wait patiently on God. That’s all for now.
