Hey again! So, I know that I’m not actually on the World Race, but this blog is still here so I thought I would make use of it to keep all y’all updated as I adventure to Swaziland. This post is just going to be a little glimpse of what I will be doing in Swazi (as far as I know).
So, instead of the Race I am going on a Passport trip with the same organization on a 3 month trip to Swaziland. As some of you may not know, two years ago I went to Swazi for two weeks over the summer and it’s where I began my walk with Jesus. I am so, so thankful to have been given a chance to go back to the place where I met my sweet Savior. These past few months I’ve had the chance to process my decision to not leave on the Race. At first, I was blinded by guilt and let the enemy tell me that he paralyzed me with fear and that he won, but for the past few days I have been in Gainesville doing some training and they talked a lot about intimacy with the Holy Spirit and how we can better communicate with God; what I slowly but surely came to realize was that the Lord kept me from going on the Race because He wanted to show me that He wanted to give me a second chance. Not just for missions but every day my slate is clean and I get another chance to try again and he will always say “yes” to me. As I was on my way to training this time around, I felt all the same things that I felt before (when I was supposed to leave on the Race), but this time I felt His peace come over me and I knew that he was giving me a chance to work through the fear that I had. I learned that fear doesn’t come from the Lord but peace does. I was over-whelmed with peace and made it to training. I’m not going to lie, calling my parents and coming home crossed my mind a couple times during training but the Lord is good and He carried me through.
In the words of my famous friend, John Mayer, “This house is safe and warm, but I was made to chase the storm.” Now, John Mayer may not have been singing about Jesus but this lyric really hit home for me in these past couple weeks before heading out of the States. Now here I am, sitting in the Atlanta airport waiting to board the plane that will take me back to where I found my home in Jesus. (I just got the chills typing that AHH!) As far as I know, we will be living in a town called Nsoko and next to our house is a care point which is basically just a safe place for children and women to come and play and hear truth. I’m not sure of the specifics of our work but I know it will be great. Thanks again to everyone who is/had supported me both financially and in prayer, I wouldn’t have made it here without y’all. I am so so so excited to share my journey with all of y’all and am excited to see what the Lord does with it.
