My New Job

Carl Warren tried to give me a job today. He's a race car driver participating in One Lap America. One Lap America is a charity event. Here's how it works...

The drivers drive nearly twenty-four hours a day with competition taking place as time trials on race tracks throughout the country. The event, as it always has been, is foremost one of endurance and vehicle preparation. No support crews are allowed. The tires that are used on the street are the same ones that are raced on (one set per team). Although scoring is based on performance at the race tracks, the vehicles and their drivers must survive over 5000 miles of driving interspersed with the finest meals available at gas station convenience stores. Today they were in Butte Rose, La. Warren supports Best Buddies, so we went to cheer him on. He's even got a few stickers on his cars for us.

That's me in his Ultima GTR. He told his other driver Sam he was fired and that I was in. So I'm off to join the world of professional race car driving. Of course, I'd have to leave you and there's no way I'm doing that so I politely said no thank you.

Saturday I came to the realization that while I'm commitment phobic, I was going to have to decide eventually. Either fully invest my time and heart here or always wonder about what my life would be like in Texas. God isn't making me choose or "telling" me what to do. It was just a decision I think He was leading me to make. Either toss in the towel and give up, or (pardon the pun) put it in drive and go to what He's doing in my life. Here's hoping I've got a lead foot and I don't brake for every little twist and turn in my life.

Drivers, take your place. On your mark, get set...