It’s easy.
It’s easy to live out
of a backpack for 11 months.
It’s easy to live in community 24/7.
It’s easy to leave
the comforts of America.
It’s easy to share the
gospel to everyone around you.
It’s easy to share my testimony in front of
hundreds of people.
It’s easy to come up
with a sermon with a five minute warning.
It’s easy to hold
orphans.
It’s easy to walk everywhere I need to go.
It’s easy to smile at
everyone you pass by.
It’s easy to eat
whatever is served in front of me.
It’s easy to have
memories from your past come up.
It’s easy to have
every move you make be watched by someone else.
It’s easy to grieve the loss of your grandma.
It’s easy to support
raise.
It’s easy to dig down into your mess.
It’s easy to walk
into freedom in Christ.
It’s easy to never be alone.
It’s easy to have
people asking you where your heart is every day.
It’s easy to build
relationships with people and leave a month later.
It’s easy to stay in
contact with previous ministries visited through facebook, skype, etc.
It’s easy to invest in the people around you.
It’s easy to say
goodbye to your team that you lived life with for three months.
It’s easy to trust people.
It’s easy to wear the
same outfit for an entire month.
It’s easy to be completely vulnerable with others.
It’s easy knowing the
Lord is working in my family while I am away.
It’s easy to put in
your headphones and imagine yourself being alone.
It’s easy to have
minimal communication with your friends and family back home.
It’s easy to find time daily to spend with Jesus.
It’s easy growing
close to your ministry contacts in each country.
It’s easy being a missionary.
I’m here to tell you, it’s NOT that easy.
Everything I just mentioned is not so easy after
all.
It’s hard to be on
The World Race.
It’s hard to share
Christ when you just want to be alone.
It’s hard to have the
smile on your face, match the smile in your heart.
It’s hard to hear about how awesome of a
missionary you are, when you fail Christ daily.
It’s hard to live
with others and feeling like there is no escape.
It’s hard having people tell you that you are a
mess and telling you to go figure it out.
It’s hard hearing
that your family back home is hurting and knowing you cannot do anything about
it.
It’s hard to love every single day.
It’s hard to find
time to spend with the Father daily.
It’s hard to be on The World Race.
I’m here to tell you that I would not change this
for a single thing.
Not a single thing.
I know that I am
called to be a missionary right now.
Easy or hard, this is
what I need.
I need the constant
community to uplift and encourage me.
I need each ministry
I am placed in.
I need The World
Race.
I need to be a missionary right now whether it is
easy or hard.
Thank you supporters,
prayer warriors, family, and friends for making this possible.
Thank you for
constantly encouraging me on this journey.
Thank you for always
believing in me.
Thank you for always
seeing the Jesus in me.
Thank you for most
importantly loving me like Jesus loves.
