Mulling It Over

If you missed the lead up to this short series, go back and read about the Thailand ring. If you’re all caught up... Here is the story of the second of those three rings. The Sonship Ring The first part of June was Training Camp around the office. This is when new Racers come to our campus and go through a 10 day training, which many members of the staff help put on. This camp was special for a few reasons. First, I had proposed to Ashley only a few weeks before. Second, she was going to be mentoring one of the squad’s at this camp. This meant that I got to help train this group of Racers she’d be taking care of. So it was just cool to meet a new squad as someone who would sort of be in their life by association. Third, I was finally going to meet the Banse’s. Dan and Ruanne Banse are coaches for the World Race, meaning they are basically elders that speak into the lives of the Racers. They also get to travel to the field for debriefs. Dan and Ruanne have been work

To say jewelry isn’t my thing is something of an understatement. I’ve invested very little time and money in jewelry of any kind. The most being super cheap braided bracelets I got on my Race. And I even haggled for those. So after setting that stage, I feel like you could understand that I don’t have a huge fascination with rings. I’ve only owned a few throughout life, and only one did I buy myself. I don’t wear rings, so they’re pretty easy to forget. That is until recently. See, I proposed to my wonderful girlfriend (now my fiancé) Ashley recently. And that requires a pretty nice ring. So suddenly I started to care a whole lot about rings. As in, more in a few months than the entire sum of my life. It got me thinking about one ring I got on my Race that I’ve had for almost 4 years, another one I got last month, and of course the engagement ring. And how these 3 little loops of whatever they’re made of can actually signify lessons in my life. So here is the story of