i currently have a love/hate relationship with the blog world. i love it. but i can't keep up. i love writing AND reading - but it's been 6 weeks since i've even had time to THINK about these things, let alone do them. hmmm.

in that time frame - i've been to Romania and back. (plus a whole lot of other things, but that seems to be the most relevant to this post) i had the privilege of going there for a World Race reunion and conference.

everyone always asks me what we "do" at these things.

and i always have a hard time explaining.

how do you explain - "oh, i reconnected with my tribe." uhhhh - weird, right?

or how about "we were activated, and we activated others. we encouraged. and we celebrated. we worshipped and prayed. a lot. we were exhorted, we exhorted. and generally we just brought life to one another!?!?" ha. that's a bit complex too, huh? anyway - all of that to say - it was amazing.

this is a portion from a friend's blog that describes the World Race vision and family much better than i will ever be able to. i believe in this thing. soo good. Kingdom come.

love.

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"From a Whisper to a Rumor"

Not quite 4 years ago, 23 crazy people met up in Mexico to experiment with this thing called the World Race. We didn't really know what we were in for. We didn't really know what we were doing. We had no idea what would happen or how. We just heard a whipser... a whisper that there was more. There's more than what we currently knew. More than a 9 to 5 job. More than a paycheck. More than Sunday morning and Wednesday nights. And we wanted to chase the whisper...

Not quite 4 years later, 119 crazy people met up in Gainesville, Georgia for the same reason. The whisper that began has become a rumor that's spreading across the literal world. It absolutely blows my mind to think of the place this little idea called The World Race started and where it has come. Back in Mexico we talked about a movement... a generation coming fully alive to embrace the More that God has planned for us. It was hard to imagine a "movement" when we all could fit in a small kitchen. But now... looking around our packed out training center... I see the reality of what we dreamed of not quite 4 years ago.

I love my life. I love being a part of a place where we truly are watching a generation come alive... a generation sacrifice all that they know to embrace all that could be... a generation who heard the whisper and is spreading the rumor.

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