Displaced is how I feel… I’m not a person that is very good with expressing myself with words, but rather with actions. Ever since I came back from Guatemala I have felt displaced and taken away from somewhere I truly belong. The first day back to the USA was a very depressing time for me. I hated being here and seeing how ungrateful Americans are, it actually made me sad. All that I would ever think of is the kids in Guatemala, My friend Thelma, and all the other relationships I built with everyone. Until this day I think and pray for every single one of them. It feels like I was torn away from something that I loved. It goes so much deeper then that; I can’t even explain how it truly feels.
Today and every other day I feel like I don’t belong here in the USA. I don’t feel alive here. It’s so sad to say but it is true. If someone came up to me and asked me if I would accept a missionary job right now and I had to pack my bag right now; I would go without even thinking about it. It is my PASSION. My DESIRE. God has put that burning desire and passion in me. It is burning inside!
Missionary work brings me ALIVE in so many ways… It’s not just the most exciting thing in the world to me, but the most challenging. Living by faith and depending on God for EVERYTHING. I mean EVERYTHING! It is also one of the hardest lives to live. You can get sick, killed, etc… But, none of those matter to me.
I am DISPLACED and need your help to go back home.
If GOD puts it in you heart to give you will be rewarded greatly.
I am in need to raise $4,000 in 3months in order to leave. But, need a total of $11, 800 to pay all of the RACE.
You can help by donating through my support page. You can give with using a credit card or check just click here: Support ME!
Also, by donating stuff you don’t need anymore for my yard sale this month just email me [email protected]
If you have any questions just let me know.
Thank you all in advance!
In Christ,
Damaris
