Well, I’ve just returned from a fantastical Launch weekend
where the Lord was present and destinies began to be fulfilled. Where my family
and I were fed spiritually and physically. Where we bonded with ‘those of like
precious faith’ and began new life long friendships. Where the speaker’s words
transformed my vision and goals and the racers inspired.
Where I saw my eldest daughter become a woman
of courage and my middle daughter following her lead.
And yet, after all of the fabulous videos have been viewed
and reviewed; after all the Facebook Friend Requests have been accepted; after
our last meal with our racer, and our tearful good-byes, I’m home. Where my van
lost it’s alternator belt at 1:00am, on the way home from the airport. Where
the dogs peed on the floor while I was away, the refrigerator leaks and the air
conditioning does not work.
And most
importantly, where my racer is not. Where life continues on in at a very
anticlimactic pace. And yet, I am thrilled.
Yes. This is for the parents of racers that are just now
beginning their individual Kingdom Journeys. Whose heart(s) seemingly broke as
they hugged their racer ‘good bye’ for the last time this past weekend. Whose
heart and mind are going to become more and more transformed, as we take our
Kingdom Journeys simultaneously with our racers. From New York to Seattle and
Michigan’s Upper Peninsula to Corpus Christi, Texas, we are united.
In Spirit and Truth;
In Companionship and Friendship.
I came away from Launch with an entirely new perspective on
The World Race. I had been extremely happy for my daughter, Joy, to travel on
The World Race, but as I left Launch, I was thrilled for her. Without any
apprehension or fear whatsoever. Sure, I cried. Most parents did and still do.
Will I miss the little girl who just yesterday sat at my table counting
cheerios? You bet. The 6 year old who loved to play dress up with her siblings?
The 10 year old who owned every domestic animal known to mankind and nursed
each and every one of them? The 14 year old who excelled at soccer, track and
all things academic. And the now, the college graduate who is tattooed, pierced,
wears her heart on her sleeve and loves the Lord?
Oh my goodness! With a resounding, “YES!” And
I cry because of it.
But I also know we serve an awesome God. The God of the
Journey. The God of Kingdom Purposes.
The God who casts out all fear and whose calmness supersedes any and all
anxiety. The God of protection, who loves His Children like no other. The God
of the Universe who called Joy to set Graduate School and a full time job
aside. To sell her worldly belongings, take up her cross, and follow Him. Who
challenged her to physically go and help ‘the least of these,’ and in the
course of such, find herself. Who challenges her daily to find Him. To know
Him.
And for that I am excited. Happy.
Joyful and a host of other emotions. I look
forward to hearing from Joy as she ministers and grows with her team (Tolmao)
and her Squad (Y) and with the Lord.
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| Pure Love |
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