I am really enjoying being around the world and experiencing new cultures and new friends. Honestly it can be tough at times and easy to miss home.
One thing that I do miss is my dad. As I spent Christmas here (in Thailand… the land of smiles) with many guys from around the US, I am reminded of how blessed I am to have my dad. My dad and I are the youngest siblings in our families. So at times, we may have butted heads. And yet, I now see that he wanted the best from me (when I thought maybe he was picking on me). I have know this for a while actually; but on the World Race, I am seeing how much he really did teach me and show his love to me. I had the chance to help a man in the Philippines change brakes on a vehicle. Wow, dad, I remembered how we have done that, and that saved us some time. We are getting to do some physical labor in Thailand. My dad taught me to have a good attitude and work hard (and that gets noticed by the locals). I have had the chance to tell some of my teammates about how my dad and I have a good relationship. It has been a joy to be able to confidently say that. My dad showed me what a relationship with God could be like. I am seeing my own grow more.
I feel there is more I could say but for now I just need to say…
DAD, thanks!
