For my love of adventure, here I am again- getting myself into goodness-knows-what. I have scoured the entire website and almost everything I could to find out everything I can, and yet even with all of that, I know I don’t know the half. It’s probably a good thing I don’t. I feel like this next year of my life is going to be so huge and so life-changing and so challenging, sometimes I want to hide my face and pretend I didn’t just sign myself up for it. But I did. I’m not turning around now, because I know that God has called me onto this adventure with Him, and He enables me to rest in that confidence. He knows all the things I don’t; I’m good with that.
It’s been several years since I first heard the words “the World Race”. At that point, I knew nothing other than that it was an eleven month mission trip to eleven countries. Since then, I have gone from not only knowing about it, but actually becoming a part of it! In the past few months, especially, God has begun preparing me for this very moment. I’ve always had an intense passion for travel, adventure, serving people, and doing crazy things with Jesus, but never before was I quite willing to take this huge a step into something so wild and unknown, and ridiculously outlandish. I like people, but I also love independence and space- way too much. Recently, God has begun to deal with my heart on this. I feel He is asking me now to give up that independence I have come to love. He is asking me if I’m willing to go further than I have before, make a more long-term commitment than I have before, and, He is challenging my heart in it’s willingness to trust Him with the huge amount of finances needed for this, and the pride that easily keeps me from admitting that I need help- your help.
It is not without a trace of trepidation that I embark on this great adventure of the World Race. I know that I’ll love many aspects of it, but I also know that many things will be beyond my comfort zone and way outside of my box. I am sure that my distaste for “meat” will be challenged (and probably changed); my fear of spiders will (need to) be overcome; my preference of privacy will be overlooked; and “independence” and “space” will not be a necessary part of my vocabulary. I have always prayed that God would make me a woman of “crazy faith and courage”, so I try to remember that as I embrace the challenges that will bring this change. Courage. I will need it then, and I need it now.
To all of my supporters: thank you. There is a huge amount of finances needing to be raised before this trip is reality. I got on board this train late, which means my deadlines are advancing quickly. If you feel led to donate to this trip financially or even prayerfully, go for it. I am confident of the fact that God knows all the numbers, and I choose to trust Him. I pray that He will reward you a hundred-fold in any way you choose to partner with me. I can’t do this trip without out you, and most of all, not without HIM.
