How has the race changed my life? I think the better question is how has Jesus changed my life this past 11 months? These past 11 months has been a walk of freedom as he has replaced lies with truth. 

In Guatemala in quarantine he told me that I am enough. Even if I do absolutely nothing else with my life he will still love me. My personality test told me I am an achiever but that is not my identity. My identity is that I am love. I am worthy. I am righteous. I am free from the standards of this world. The only standards I have to uphold are his which he designed me perfectly to meet without effort. 

In Costa Rica he opened my eyes to the authority I have over my life. I walked in healing as he physically cured me of food intolerances, but more importantly taught me that nothing has control over me. I have the power of the Holy Spirit inside me and to use that power you simply have to believe it is there. I live above my circumstances.

Not all who wander are lost. A famous phrase thrown around in the hikers community, but in Colombia while leading youth devotional he showed me how this truth is applicable in my life. I am a pilgrim on a  spiritual journey. But I am never lost. My home is in Him and His home is in me. In every hug from a child or sun beam thy hit my face I was reminded of his consistent presence knowing I am always home because I can always feel his love. 

In South Africa when I was teaching in a school He reminded me that I am complete. I lack nothing. There is nothing to repair only growth waiting to happen. I was operating out of His fullness. Life in fullness brings you to a life lives above your circumstances and not beneath them. I was no longer reacting and trying to keep up. Instead  I was acting in faith and in confidence. Sure of who I was and what He was doing through me.  

When I signed up for the world race I went in with the intention to race around the world fulfilling my purpose and stepping into His calling. “Perfect” I thought to myself, “running is the sport I do best. “ Haha little did I know that the race was already won. He didn’t call me on the race to do more. He called me on the race to be and receive. I didn’t race. I wandered freely in his grace and unconditional love. Operating out of his fullness overflowing with love. 

Where am I wandering next? Good question. The place at this moment I can’t tell you for certain. But I can tell you that I am not lost. I know who I am and what I am doing.