Don't get me wrong, I love talking to people about the Race, but it's easy to shy away from sharing because I never know how to respond to those comments that seem to be so inevitable,
"You must be so excited!"
"That sounds like quite the adventure."
"I'm jealous; imagine all the culture you'll experience!"
I am so excited. It will be an amazing adventure. And there is so much to experience and learn and see. I mean, I'll be at Everest!! I'll be in the elephant capital of the world which for me, is HUGE! And I'm sure at some point I will even chill with an unchained lion or jump off of a couple of cliffs, which again for me is pretty dang exciting. But those things are so small in comparison to the reason of WHY I've chose to go and what I already fear.
It shakes me from the core to think about. This is a life I've already chosen.
A life committed to broken people; people who need love and haven't felt it.
My heart has already been bound to those people. Specifically those enslaved in the sex trade. At the same time that I am getting my sleeping bag or practicing pitching and tearing down my tent in record time or training, I am preparing to pour every part of myself over these people which has involved so much soul searching and cleaning.
It's so easy as people say things like this or say that they're excited for me to feel like maybe this doesn't really mean what I hope it means. Is it just a little trip? Just a nice look into the rest of the world before continuing my happy life?
NO.
This is just the start. This is something greater, and it doesn't end when the Race does or when I return home at the end of the year.
That being said, I need financial support. I know that this is where I'm being called, but I can't get there on my own! I ask you to prayerfully consider supporting me financially. I can't say how much everyone's prayers, encouragement, and support up to this point means to me!
Thank you from the bottom of my heart!
