Hey.

We all live a story.

I am starting to understand more and more what that looks like and how we can craft one with God and (His) miraculous people. To start… is writing for you.

Call it pride or a lack of awareness in writing, I have commonly thought of what I am learning or the newfound idea that I have realized. I want to relate with you not because I’m in a place where it is difficult, but because life is relatable. In essence, we are as humans. That is a profound way to seek out each other and it’s one that I am adopting for my own sake. Now, I don’t think I would have written this to you unless a teammate of mine would have enlightened me to speaking out the flaws with the fruit. I have realized my error, in that, I write to you but I don’t try to connect with you. I would have, in conjunction, written this blog about how I was going to relay life in its newfound connections . This is a mistake I no longer want to make.

Everytime I use the word “I” in a sentence, I want it to have a sustaining purpose in it that can be felt by you because it is for you. That blogging doesn’t become a platform for my verbal processing, but a place to actually see the struggles, brilliance, and inexperience of who I am. If anything, I want this to be a place of cumulative learning fleshed out with the guidance of the Holy Spirit. If I could summarize this in a way that is applicable to where I am now, this being month six of my race (OMG), I would say this…
                 “I am nothing without Christ Jesus
                  I am nothing without Christ Jesus.
                  I am nothing without Christ Jesus.”

I have been writing this in my journal recently. Pre-race me would have not been able to see the beauty of such a miraculous statement. Thank God, month six me can exclaim it with great appreciation. God reveals my pride to me and is gracious to use my brothers in doing so. God reveals my insecurities to me so that I can speak to them, by His grace, who I am in Him. God graciously reveals to me areas of complacency so that I can walk again in the Freedom of Christ. It’s so true that I am nothing without Christ, and it encourages me all the more to run the race and walk with the Spirit.

This month I hope to write to you more of what I see. We are in the transition phase of going from Myanmar to Thailand and I’m excited to see what sacrifice in this season yields. I am excited to see how the stories we are writing in our lives come together thousands of miles apart. No one wants to be ordered in, but invited. So, I invite you (again) into this life of mine on the race and hope to invest in each other as God has surely and untamely invested in this boy. I hope you all well. With love.

will.