Deadlines so far in my life have mostly meant that I needed to have something done by a certain date.
It depended on my hard work, on my disposition, but most of all, it was through my strength and personal decision to get things accomplished that they would be done by the deadline.
Joining the World Race made the word deadline take a full new meaning.
Deadline now meant, you need to engage in social media so your donors know what you are you doing across the globe, so you can reach a deadline.
It now meant that with my own strength I couldn’t meet the deadline, because I couldn’t add money to my account.
It now meant that I needed to humble myself and ask for help. I needed to be a steward of my time abroad because of those who entrusted me to work hard and love on people as they sponsored my time over seas.
It meant that I couldn’t do this alone.
Deadline was no longer a problem for me to solve alone.
This is hard to admit, even harder to learn.
As the race approached and as I have been going through six countries, so many of you have blessed me financially.
My beloved family, my entrusted friends, friends of friends, uncle of friends, reconnected friends.
Every single one of you allowing me to step closer and closer to the deadline.
Walking by my side, allowing me to be a servant wherever I go.
But, inside I knew these connections were because of my outreach, and because of their love for me.
Once again, the lesson had to be learned the hard way.
In the midst of the desperation to reach the deadline six words have taught me that whether I wanted to learn or not: “the donor wishes to remain anonymous”.
The overwhelming feeling of guilt and worthlessness would take over me every time those six words appeared in my inbox.
I wanted to thank them, I wanted to justify myself, I wanted to prove to them that what they had done was good……..
But slowly deadline started to mean trust, surrender and right timing.
“The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”
Deuteronomy 31:8
Whoever you are, welcome to the business of being the hands and feet of Jesus, welcome to loving people with all your strength, welcome to choosing to serve others because they are just as worthy as you and I.
So, if you know me…. I wrote a poem for you.
Business partners
Anonymous, unknown
The donor wishes to remain anonymous
Six words I get lost in
Feeling undeserving
The wish to humble myself
Feeling undeserving
The desire to fill you with thankfulness
Feeling undeserving
The inability to accept my worthiness
Feeling undeserving
The lack of words to thank YOU
The unknown Drenches me in love
The unknown showers me with peace
The unknown gives me possibilities
The unknown opens doors
Anonymous, unknown
The donor wishes to remain anonymous
YOU are a blessings in disguise
