Yesterday was Taylor Tuesday.
All that means is it was my day to do our team devotional and team time.
My devo was encouraging us as a team to set goals for our day and for our last week in Palacaguina. Stay present. Stay focused. Keep expecting great things from God.
I said, “This might sound silly, but I’m expecting blog-worthy moments”.
Erica turned to me and said, “everyday is a blog-worthy moment. Who gets to live like this? No one I know back home is doing anything like this. Turn that around and say every day is a blog-worthy moment.”
She was right.
I woke up this morning to a Nicaraguan sunrise. I did cross-fit with three beautiful women who fight for me and support me and love me every single day. I stretched my muscles looking out at the incredible view of rolling hills. I ate breakfast with my ladies and Charmagne found a rock in her beans. I will walk a mile to my host’s house so that I can work my rear-end off all day building a house for future racers and missionaries. I then get to walk back to the church, have a blast encouraging and pushing my teammates to go deeper and reach for higher things in their lives, and then attend a church service in Spanish.
Maybe I haven’t fed the hungry, clothed the naked or healed the sick recently, but every day that I run this race with perseverance is another day God whispers his dreams for me in my ears.
I could have written a funny blog about last night and the fact that I wanted to watch the season finale of Rookie Blue for team time, but our outlets only work 25% of the time. I looked up and beetles were falling from the ceiling and a swarm of ants were crawling all over the wall. Team time ended up being us sitting in a line in our tents on the other side of the room giggling and reading books.
Instead, I want to share the true reality of what I’m living on the race:
Every day is blog-worthy, and it’s increasing my ability to see how deep and wide and long God’s love is.
There’s a song that describes love as this: STRONG like a mother carries her child, FREE as horses running wild, REAL as a prayer on a lonely night and SURE as the ocean tide. Oh love, you heal, you bleed… You’re the simple truth and you’re the biggest mystery. DEEP as the light from God’s own breath. ENDLESS even after death… You can break down sweet forgiveness. You’re the one that never ends.
I’m pushing myself to see His love differently than I ever have before. Loving God is fun, it’s passionate, It’s exciting. It’s relentless. It’s sweet and it’s always available.
That’s enough. It’s more than enough.
