First, you all need to know how special of a person I am. So someone once died for me. Yup. I’m loved that much. He is actually the one who created the universe and the beautiful people all over this world. Someone famous died for me, and what makes it greater, he came back to life. It is, by far, THE most passionate and truest love story ever. Since my hero is alive, the story is not over.
Right now I am a missionary in America. I help people get stronger while they are in the hospital. Most of them are over 65 years old and really cute. It’s such a happy/sad job. I love my patients so incredibly much and the people I work with are some of the most encouraging people in my life.
Once I went to Sierra Leone for three weeks. While there, God put a major passion on my heart. He never took it away. Sometimes my heart hurts it’s so strong. After some week domestic mission trips and a week trip to Guatemala with a friend, I realized short-term trips were only long enough to experience a God high and then have to leave. (not saying that’s bad) but, it was soon on my heart to go somewhere for a year or more so I can experience the ups and downs of it all and be stretched beyond what I can imagine. My hope is not that I would go to get the experience of a lifetime and for me to come back some better seeming person, but that other’s lives would be changed with an eternal focus, because death is real and the entire human race must face it. Once a patient told me “I am better off than most healthy people, because I know the Lord.” She’s got it. She died one week later only now having the time of her life.
So a little more about me: I have lived in 9 different homes throughout MI,MO,and NY. I LOVE change but Ill keep my friends. Barefoot is the best and I wear flip-flops in winter. I love the country but the city culture is my favorite. Subways, planes and trains make me happy; mostly the people you meet on them. My favorite music is the kind played on the street. I was never given the gift of T.V. watching unless it’s the Olympics, world cup, or storm chasing (my dream job). I have a gift of not getting speeding tickets when I am pulled over. I drop my phone almost everyday. I love a good adrenaline rush and spontaneous traveling. I love running real late at night and in the rain. Rollerblading, ethnic restaurants and diners are great. Im very scattered. Laughing and crying carry equal importance. I absolutely love storms. I hate shopping except for book and grocery stores. I love hugs and people who know more than me. I can’t stand in one place to brush my teeth. Pranks make me laugh. My parents are still in “honeymoon phase.” I like kids because you get to play. Isaiah 61 is real good. I’m on a quest to find the world’s best climbing tree. I like playing sports in the mud and I like to play piano and guitar even though I can’t. The American Dream is lame compared to God’s dream. I like the unknown but some clarity is nice too.
If all else fails, grace is sufficient. I don’t have faith because I’m told to. It’s cause I have evidence. I fail ALL the time and I often don’t hold up my end of the God and me relationship. He always sticks with me though. He gives me unlimited chances. I believe that Jesus was against religious and for relationship. He also doesn’t want us just waiting around till heaven but to bring the kingdom to earth while we are here.
My friend feels called to tell people about Jesus in the suburbs in the business 9-5 world, and I think that is beautiful because of this verse……
However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me-the task of testifying to the gospel of God’s grace.
Acts 20:24
