Ever since early June 2015, The Lord has been showing His faithfulness to me in countless ways.
When I applied and was accepted to go on this World Race, all I could see was a $16,267 mountain that I thought was impossible to climb.
Nevertheless, I saw the Lord prove His power and His faithfulness through providing the funds needed to hit each monetary deadline on the exact day the money was due.
I raised $3,500 in a matter of just one week, that’s when I knew that The Lord was proving how much this was the journey that He had for me in this season, at this time.
Then, He did the same thing, but even abundantly more, when the second deadline came around. An amount on $4,500 came in the night of the deadline sending me above and beyond what the actual amount due was for that date.
You see, the entire week before that day was spent pacing around my bedroom crying out for a miracle. I learned how to really rely on the Lord that week, but that lesson was not easily learned. I cried a little too much during that time, and often found my self drifting into thoughts of stress, anxiety, and extreme uncertainty.
“What if I can’t raise the money?”
“What if I can’t launch in September?”
“What if I can’t go on the Race at all?”
I felt helpless and S T R E S S E D.
But that night of the deadline, right at the last possible, but perfectly timed moment, The Lord came through and came through BIG TIME.
I remember my reaction as I sat on the couch and checked my email. I saw the words “a $2,000 donation was just received,” and I exploded with emotion. Tears, laughter, and screams came out of me, all coming from a place of pure and utter joy.
20 minutes later I received a phone call. This phone call informed me of another $2,500 donated to my trip. I jumped, literally JUMPED for joy.
Suddenly, all fear, stress, anxiety, and uncertainty was gone and I simply felt joy, peace, comfort, and assurance from my Father who always provides.
I can confidently say that those feelings have yet to fade from that moment.
Over the course of the four and half months that I have been on this journey, I have seen mini-miracles happen over and over again.
Whether it be unexpected contributions from friends and family, or three consecutive anonymous $350 donations over a month and a half time period, I was constantly reminded, and could not forget of the promise The Lord made.
So here I am, at the final stretch of this fundraising journey, standing only $1,000 away from the finish line, and I simply cannot forget of how faithful my God is.
Fear is no longer a thing, stress can’t break through, and assurance trumps the uncertainty that tries to creep in my mind.
To all of my supporters who have said “yes” to the call and agreed to partner in this journey with me, THANK YOU. It is your sacrifice, support, and prayers that keep me here each day, serving The Lord and being the hands and feet of His love for His people all around the world.
If you would like to help me reach that finish line and help me stay here, out on the field, for the remaining six and half months of the race, simply click the “support me” button above.
Without supporters like you, this would not be possible, so I am asking you to partner with me and help me reach final deadline. I am asking you to help me finish my climb up this mountain.
Thank you for your love, support, and prayers.
