One day in April, I was driving home from just an average day at work when I was thinking about where my life was going. I have a job in which is great some days, and horrible some days- but pays super well, I am going to college and working my butt off for a degree that I’m not even sure if I want anymore, I don’t really have many friends, and I feel like I’m going nowhere. I thought about the possibility of simply taking some time off of school, working, living life, and trying to find something greater and figure out what I want to do. That’s when the thought hit me- the World Race. It would be one year off of school to figure out what I really want to do, it would be a year to figure out who I really am, to find out where I’m supposed to go with my life. I tried to block out these thoughts from my mind as I was worried about my family (what would they think?!), or my student loans (how would I pay for those?!), or just simply fears (what if I get hurt or sick?!). Still I could not stop thinking about it, I would open my bible asking God to show me what I should do- and he leads me to Mathew 19:29- “And everyone who has left houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or fields for my sake will receive a hundred times as much and will inherit eternal life.” Well how in the world am I supposed to pass that up!?!
Yet so many tears and fears were put into this journey.
Here I am in Cambodia, leaving for Vietnam in a few days and entering into month six. MONTH SIX! I’ve made it half way! Without being injured, been in danger, or without being seriously sick! God knew my fears, given me strength to go through with this World Race thing, and blessed them so much! Everything I worried about, God has taken care of. I cannot believe how much God has blessed me on this journey. I become so overwhelmed with how much he loves me and takes care of me.
So far on the race, I’ve seen two people accept the Lord through the work of my team, I’ve seen poor people who live on dirt floors find hope in the Lord, I’ve seen a blind man see, a crippled man dance and feel like he was twenty again, many more miracles and great works from the Lord. All because my God loves me so much to bless my time here, allow me to work for his kingdom and take care of my fears. Half way done of the journey that will set the pace for the rest of my life. Cambodia, I will miss your beautiful village children. These children have put a stamp on my heart forever.
