I cannot put into words how incredible the last six months on the World Race have been. From the conversations I’ve had, the tears I’ve cried, the hugs I’ve received and given, the laughs I have shared and the memories I have made, I know that my life will never be the same again.
I can’t imagine doing anything other than this; bringing God’s kingdom to earth in the darkest of places. Nothing in my life has ever brought me so much joy than loving others the way Christ loves me (which is a lot!).
Stepping into each country and ministry, the heaviness of all that is broken hits you like a ton of bricks. I have spent time at the city dump in Puerto Barrios, Guatemala with a woman who picks through the trash and a sea of vultures to provide for her daughter and grandson. I had conversations with two 14-year-old girls who have babies because their father and grandfather raped them. I taught dance to twenty-seven crazy Nicaraguan kids who live in the slums with no family to love and encourage them like a family should. I sat in a bible study where a 16-year-old boy taught the bible to three brothers who live in one of the most dangerous, drugged out barrios in San Jose because he believes in transforming power of the word of God. My new Facebook friends include the bar girls and prostitutes I met in the red light district of Phuket, Thailand.
God is moving all over the world and I can not believe I get to see it first hand.
The Lord has taught me a lot about who he is and what he wants for us, his children. The love that he has for us is unimaginable; I get so overwhelmed just thinking about it. He accepts each of us, as we are: messy, broken people. God desires to bring us out of the miry pit and place a crown of beauty upon our heads. The gifts he gives his children are nothing but a sign of affection from a Father who only wants the best for those who love him.
The Lord has taught me a lot about who he is and what he wants for us, his children. The love that he has for us is unimaginable; I get so overwhelmed just thinking about it. He accepts each of us, as we are: messy, broken people. God desires to bring us out of the miry pit and place a crown of beauty upon our heads. The gifts he gives his children are nothing but a sign of affection from a Father who only wants the best for those who love him.
All this being said, I love where I am and I am not ready to leave. I am $3,250 away from being fully funded and our final deadline is July 1. I humbly ask that you prayerfully consider supporting me financially, keeping me on the Race through November. If you feel lead to donate, please head to my blog carolinedaly.theworldrace.org. Click the “Support Me” link on the left and follow the directions.
Through your prayers and financial support, you also take part in impacting God’s kingdom all over the world. Each of you is such a blessing in my life. Thank you so much for loving me, believing in me, and praying for me this year. I could not do this with out your encouragement.
