Sometimes

In Miami, I have been blessed with an amazing community of loving, supportive and random people. I was surprised with 47 personalized videos at my going away party back in January. Two of my favorite people are Angel and Stephanie, and they left me a visual keepsake filled with inside jokes and encouragement. One of the inside jokes, or phrases, was featured in a video they left for me.

So in honor of my friends, I have created a list of my own phrases.
Some don’t really hold any kind of applicable value.
Some do, maybe for future racers.

Regardless, I will tell you that after seven months of being on the field…
sometimes you can’t avoid seeing another guy’s junk.

Sometimes you have to share a house with 21 people and three bathrooms.
Sometimes you share a house with 10 people and one bathroom.
Sometimes you share a house with 5 people and no bathroom.
Sometimes you have to use a squatty potty.
Sometimes you have to take a dump on the side of the road.

Sometimes it’s nice to enjoy a good cheeseburger when you can.
Sometimes you have to eat the food that is prepared for you, even if you wish it were a cheeseburger.
Sometimes you have to have soup, every meal, every day (for 7 days).

Sometimes you get to have Frosted Flakes with milk.
Sometimes you get fresh milk from a cow.
Sometimes you have to drink it.
Sometimes you have to throw up five times on the bed of your contact’s truck because you took milk with your anti-malarial medication.

Sometimes you can have a gourmet espresso.
Sometimes you have what I now call pretend coffee.
Sometimes you have too much pretend coffee.
Sometimes you have to have tea time.
Sometimes tea time will take place every day with 11 men during “Man-istry Month.”

Sometimes you have to endure not being able to bathe for 11 days.
Sometimes you have wear the same pair of jeans for those 11 days.
Sometimes you have to be creative, man up  and take an ice cold bath in a river nearing the end of winter.

Sometimes you have three hour travel days.
Sometimes you have 50 hour travel days.
Sometimes you have to pile 9 people in the bed of a small pick up truck while going 120 kph in the rain.
Sometimes you have to pile 45 people with packs inside a school bus for 3 hours on the way to the airport.
Sometimes you have take a train.
Sometimes in between trains you have to show other people how pigeon chasing is done.

Sometimes you have to fart in front of women.
Sometimes they have to fart in front of you.
Sometimes you have to walk into a bathroom after a woman “blew it up”.
Sometimes you have to face the fact that women do in fact “blow it up”.
Sometimes it just won’t flush.

Sometimes you have to learn what it means to prefer another person and share your freaking cookies.
Sometimes you have to learn that preference is more than sharing food.
Sometimes it’s giving them the last cookie, your flip flops, your shoes, your head phones, and your clothes.
Sometimes you have to carry your friend on your back everywhere because they severely sprained their ankle.
Sometimes you have to stay up late with them, helping them sort out a problem for hours into the evening.

Sometimes you have to hand wash your clothing.
Sometimes you have to make deals so other people will hand wash your clothing.

Sometimes you’ll be offered a bag the size of a cabbage filled with marijuana by a woman supporting a child.
Sometimes that child will be present.
Sometimes you’ll offer them something so much better than what they are selling.
Sometimes you’ll go with them and a buddy and help them throw it down a latrine.
Sometimes your friend will choose to pop a squat in said latrine.
Sometimes you’ll be proposed to by that same woman in Swaziland.

Sometimes a mother will try to get you to marry their daughter.
Sometimes teenage girls will crush on you.
Sometimes you will avoid all these people.
Sometimes a woman from Mozambique will tell you and your buddy that they want to have mixed babies with you.
Sometimes drunk Romanian women will throw themselves at you and end up leeching your neck on the way back to the hostel.
Sometimes you’ll have a good story to share when you get back home.

Sometimes you have to yell at a rhino during a safari because you’re excited.
Sometimes you have to endure the insult of large south African citizens who criticize you for yelling at said rhinos.
Sometimes you have to withhold yourself from saying horrible things to people that look like rhinos.

Sometimes you have to cuss out a squadmate to get your feelings across.
Sometimes you have to take responsibility and apologize for those feelings coming across that way.
Sometimes you have to hug it out.

Sometimes you have to translate every conversation for people who don’t speak Spanish.
Sometimes you have to translate every conversation for people who don’t speak English.
Sometimes you wish you didn’t speak either language.
Sometimes you’re thankful that you do.

Sometimes you have to stop and tell yourself you are in another country.
Sometimes you have to stop talking and start listening.
Sometimes you just need to stop.

Sometimes you have to stay up till 3 in the morning during debrief, sharing your time with a father working the night shift of one of his 3 jobs.
Sometimes you have to show him your videos.
Sometimes you have to pray with him.

Sometimes you realize some things shouldn’t be the norm.
Sometimes you realize things don’t have to be the norm.
Sometimes you realize some things need to be the norm.

Sometimes you need to pray with kids.
Sometimes you need to play with kids.
Sometimes they need to play Angry Birds.

Sometimes you have ministry with contacts that you don’t agree with.
Sometimes you have to understand that those contacts are there for a reason.
Sometimes you have to understand that they are more than contacts.

Sometimes you get to appreciate the talents of others as they lead you through worship.
Sometimes you have to lead worship regardless of your singing abilities.
Sometimes you don’t want to worship.
Sometimes you have to choose to worship even though you don’t feel like it.
Sometimes you have to because you know it will reawaken something.

Sometimes you have to start preaching again to get back in the game.
Sometimes you will preach the gospel on 9 different Sunday services.
Sometimes you will need 2 translators to preach one of those Sundays.
Sometimes you see hundreds of people come to know the gospel.
Sometimes you serve hundreds of people by living out the gospel.

Sometimes you have to realize you don’t have the slightest idea who you are.
Sometimes you have to spend hours in the morning talking to God about that subject.
Sometimes you have to let someone else call out who you are and can be.

Sometimes you have to have a car accident make you reevaluate who and what is important in your life.
Sometimes you want to be with everyone you know all at once.
Sometimes you want to be with none because He is all you need.

My friends, thank you so much for supporting what the Lord has been doing in this chapter of my life. Thank you for honoring me, praying for me and encouraging me. I love you all.

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