I can’t seem to tell you the meaning yet. That is the meaning as to why I have been delayed from launching with my World Race team. January 5th, just a couple of days from launch, I was busy wrestling my backpack like the crocodile hunter to make sure my stuff was packed when my phone rang. The voice on the other line told me that I had tested positive for Covid-19. I held my pack, laid down on my back, and listened to the instructions as to what comes next. Truth is, nobody knew what was coming next, especially not this stranger on the other side of the line.

    I made some calls. I canceled some flights. I booked a hotel room to quarantine in to ensure the household I had been staying in was safe. Then I adjusted to the silence, yet again. God loves getting me into quiet places. Although I have a million questions for God at this time, Lamentations 3:28-30 (MSG) has been on my heart. It says, “When life is heavy and hard to take, go off by yourself. Enter the silence. Bow in prayer. Don’t ask questions: wait for hope to appear...” I know that his agenda with this time is more significant than I can see.

    See, some people see this situation at face value. That I simply caught Covid, and that is all there is to it. There is no agenda, no bigger picture, no plan, and it is what it is. Maybe I’m crazy, but I don’t believe in things at face value. There is always more. There is always some divine appointment. So I guess we can call this time the divine delay. I’m not sure what the purpose of this time is yet, but I’m expectant. I’ve decided that I’m going to fast from things I have been using to pass my time in this quarantine to focus on God’s purpose for this delay.

God speaks this sweet, simple truth to me that I will hold close to my heart in the following days while my team is launching. I’m not missing out.