Taylor has asked me to write a guest blog. Of course I said I would, but now what? What, exactly, do I share?
When Taylor first mentioned this World Race, I’ll be honest, I thought, “Ok…this will be short lived. She will be really excited about it and then it will fizzle out and she’ll move on to something else.”
It didn’t. The months went by and she was still excited. Talking about what gear she would need and what countries she might be visiting. At this point, I decided to have a talk with God. I asked Him to lead her; to lead us. Is she supposed to do this? How would we have the money for this? Would she be safe? There were a million questions.
I was listening to a Christian host on the radio one day and a caller was talking about whatever the host’s topic was ( I have no idea), but the caller said, “What the King wants, the King gets”. That gave me such peace. Like, I literally let every worry, every concern leave my mind, my body, my soul. If God wanted Taylor to do this, she would. If it was in HIS plan, it didn’t matter what Joey and I said or thought. That said, once I wrapped my brain around this, I was fully on board. I have not worried ONE bit about the finances. If someone is led to give, awesome, but if they aren’t, God will take care of it.
It’s not just the finances. I’m also, truly, letting (yeah right, I’M LETTING) God protect Taylor. He is the only one that can. Now this will be hard to say and hard for you to read, but if something did happen to Taylor (and yes, I’m crying right now), she would be giving her life in the service of our Lord. Are you kidding me??! That’s the way I would love to meet my Savior. In service to HIM!
Am I missing her? Ha! Ask Joey, or the boys, or any of my friends. YES, I’m missing her. It hits me all at once. If I’m busy, I’m mostly good. It’s that drive home and a song comes on that reminds me of her or a concert we’ve been to. It might be a smell that reminds me of her or a tv show or a memory that comes flooding back and I can barely breathe.
For seven years it was just the two of us and there is a bond there that surpasses the miles. We are as close as a mother and daughter can be and this is the hardest thing I have EVER been through, but I could not be prouder of my Tater Tot, my Tay Tay. I only ask that you keep Taylor and her team in your thoughts and prayers over the next 8 ½ months as they make their way around the World to spread the Good News of Jesus Christ!
