Funny as it is this is a question that I have not been asked. Many who know and those that don’t quickly learn of my heart for the nations and my passion for Christ! I actually do blame my parent’s for my burden for the nations. Why you may ask, well let me tell you. When I was all of 6 years old my parents moved my family from a small town in Oklahoma to the beautiful Island of Sint Maarten. It was about this time (when I was 6) that mom got it in her head that I was called to be a missionary, oh man I didn’t like that I threw the biggest tantrums when she’d say such things! I had in my head that to be a missionary you had to go to Africa and I didn’t want to go to Africa. Lol We lived there for 6 years dad working multiple businesses and with a local church. I grew up in that time as most “pks” (Pastor Kids) first to church and last to leave, my brothers and I were at every service, conference and any home meetings. We moved back to the US when I was 12 and I went on my 1st mission trip at 13 years old. I also went on others after but it wasn’t until 2010 during a trip to the Ukraine that my heart opened to the idea of being a missionary, I had a heart for missions since my first trip but I didn’t think it was for me, after that trip to Ukraine I thought about it more and more and wondered if just maybe Mom was right and I was called to be a missionary. At that point in my life I had no idea what God wanted to do with me. I finally came to a point where I told God I do anything He wanted me to do even if that meant going to Africa. It seems comical and honestly makes me laugh remembering but that was one of the hardest things I ever did in my life, surrender to God’s will no matter what. Well in January of 2011 I got a confirming word that I was indeed called to the mission field. That was an awesome and hard time that brought great joy to me. Now here I am 2 years later pursuing that call to missions and getting ready to go of all places Africa, Europe and Asia! Here I am and yes I am ready!
