Every once in a while you just need a good talk with your mom to get you back on track. I will be honest I was struggling with mailing out my support letters and putting off doing so. Mom simply asked last night
“Do you want to go?”
This is when the water works started. Yes, I did want to go. But I have struggled with the fear of rejection for most of my adult life. Give or take we all have struggles. I didn’t want to know how much support I would get from people that are important to me (because of a personal fear, just encase I got none).Well after a long talk my mom simply reminded me that it has nothing to do with me. It has to do with the children and people I will be talking and ministering to. The support is not a symbol of believing in me but believing in Jesus and his power to change people.
I mailed out my first batch of letters today with a heart praying that people will be moved to help others. Because it isn’t about me. I’ll be honest the fundraising for the World Race was really messing with me. I thought; no way on earth people like me and my calling 16 thousand dollars worth. But really I was wrong to think that. Jesus and his gospel is why people donate. I am just a messenger. Kind of like a spiritual mail man. You look forward to the mail man because he is a symbol of connection. However, the mail man didn’t write the letter you are anticipating. Really the mail man carries nothing of his own. He carries what is written. I carry the message that people want others to be helped and cared for. I am the mail man of global love.
Expect me to kick everything up notch.
It is time to fundraise.
