Hi friends,
Sorry for the long delay in bringing you guys an update on life. This summer has been an adventure. So in April I decided to do a bit of a career change and began travel nursing in a COVID ICU. I stayed there until July and then began the trek back home, with the plan of spending my time there until we launched on the Race.
The thing about the Race is you never really know what life will look like, they say to live with a yes in your spirit. We are learning about this already and that our plans for this crazy adventure aren’t really our own. In August we found out that we won’t be launching internationally in October. Instead we received shocking new that we would have choices.
I truly thought I had prepared for whatever was going to get thrown our way with our Race and how COVID has changed the world. But of course, God is unpredictable sometimes. These options meant that, while we got to choose our own path, our team would not be staying together. The team that I had just spent the last 8 months getting to know and road-tripped across the country to meet.
After processing the emotions of this and much prayer, I decided to continue on a classic route but to launch in January of 2021 with the hopes of going internationally then. I know that my commitment to this journey stands, that thoughts of “putting my life on hold” haven’t really entered my mind. I don’t feel like my life is on hold. Travel nursing has given me freedom and flexibility to continue to make money and not have to worry about giving end dates for a job. It’s also given me the opportunity to start living in community now.
A week after the news of the race though, I was packing up my car to move to Winston-Salem, NC. My new travel assignment brought me here, but really God opened the door from a seed planted in July when I first reached out about this job. You see I met some girls from my team who lived here and reached out to my recruiter about starting a month later. That may seem reasonable but in the travel nursing world, especially during COVID, a month later is AGES away and not very realistic that the opportunity will still be there. I never followed up after the, “I’ll try but I wouldn’t get your hopes up” text. Flash to August 1st, I received a phone call that I had a contract in Winston to start in a week AND I had 24 hours to sign it.
Wow! I could only take this as confirmation that God wanted me in Winston-Salem and was providing me a way to make money but also get to explore what living in community meant. Keep a look out for my next blog about what this glimpse of community has done in my life already.
