I have a theory about the World Race.
I am convinced that most of the WR is spent trudging and waiting.
Since I’m squad leader, I’d feel ridden with guilt if I didn’t assure you that a lot of the race is spent in actual, organized ministry. So don’t worry. But back to my point.
We trudge everywhere. Trudge to church, trudge to the hostel, trudge to the contact’s house. Trudge to the internet. To the post office. To the grocery store. Up and down hills. To everything. When you don’t have your own means of transportation and you’re either, 1. Afraid of death on public transport, OR 2. too cheap to pay for public transport- you end up doing a lot of trudging.
Because the race is all about what you do while you’re trudging and waiting. You can choose to complain or you can choose to speak life over people. You can choose to trudge with no purpose, or you can choose to pray and heal someone on the way. You can choose to have a bad attitude or you can choose to pursue and get to know your teammates. You can hate the hills or laugh when people fall down them. You can hate on the fact that Africans show up late, or you can love the fact that you’re learning to slow your American fast-paced life down. You can wait with your ipod blasting or you can play games with orphans. You can wallow in the fact that dinner is late, or you can go learn how to cook curry chicken and help your new Indian friend make dinner. You can have a bad attitude about trudging to the grocery store, or you can be thankful for the rock solid buns you’re going to have even after eating a pound of carbs a day. You can be frustrated with broken English and not knowing what is going on, or you can embrace it and find the beauty in going with the flow and laughing about what happens.
There are great things that happen. There are big moments on the race. Playing worship in a bar in the worst red light district. Baptizing Sarah. Seeing someone healed. But most of the time you just spend doing life with people and making the little things count.
or better yet. Here is my life theory.


