Our group overcame lack of sleep, food and comfort. We overcame 20 miles of inclined Mexico mountains. We overcame windy, cold nights with only our breath to keep us warm. We overcame sore bodies and spirits of giving up. We conquered being encouraging and joyful. We conquered no showers or toothpaste. We conquered killing chickens and hot days.
Niko is a two and a half day test; test of patience, endurance and hope. It's also a luxury to see the sunset on the Pacific ocean from 100 feet, to see how far you can go, to see how awesome God truly is. This week was different for everyone and in so many ways, the same. We learned. We grew. We laughed. It was a once in a lifetime kind of deal.
My attitude, if something arises that is difficult, is to give up; simply and plainly. It's much easier to coast when the ride isn't as bumpy but I was forced to see the joy in persevering. To get to the end of what I am capable of and then keep going. To face a challenge with a smile genuinely across my face. To run after the bumps because it's worth the refinement. He taught me that it's not about me, ever; it's never about what I want, it's never about what I am comfortable with, it's never about what rights I have or what I think - it's about Him. This life of sacrifice is for Him because of Him. My God doesn't want to see me pushing myself as far as I can go and then scream, "I DID IT!" at the top; He wants to be the one pushing me the hardest and motivating me to say, "YOU DID IT, GOD!".
At the beginning and end of the day, there should be no me.
He's cultivating a spirit of joy and thanksgiving, a deep perseverance, an ever expanding heart.
It was a simple journey, but one that meant the world.
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