I’m sitting in Malaysia as I type this, away from the heat and the hustle and bustle Georgetown has to offer while my team is cooking food and feeding breakfast and lunch at a homeless shelter. I would be joining them, but fundraising is my ministry today. After seemingly exhausting my resources and networking as best as I can from the field, I have $2,400 to support raise by New Year’s Day.
I recently updated my Facebook status to an inspirational quote by Francis Chan. It read, “I don’t want my life to be explainable without the Holy Spirit. I want people to look at my life and know that I couldn’t be doing this by my own power. I want to live in such a way that I am desperate for Him to come through. That if He doesn’t come through, I am screwed.”
I am desperate.
And I need your help.
Allow me to share something that brought me to tears the other day.
When God told me to post my pregnancy blog so I could share my story with the world, I didn’t literally think it would be “the world”. I thought it would be more of an extended network of people. Maybe my family and friends, and my friends’ friends and families, you know, people who read my blog regularly. But as things are with God, He usually has big intentions behind His directions in our lives.
I typed the story I have now told countless times on a Word document and posted it on my blog, and immediately received a lot of positive responses and heartbreaking backlash at the same time. It was discouraging to say the least, and wasn’t the fruit I expected after being so vulnerable with my biggest life story. But, I journeyed on and remained expectant of God to do something wonderful.
Weeks went by and after my blog was unexpectedly shared by The World Race, I began to receive emails from various individuals, all containing similar contexts: “I am in that dark place you described.” “Your story brought me hope.” “I love my son/daughter but I feel such guilt.” “I know that God loves me in spite of….”
Women I don’t even know poured their hearts out to me.
I sit here today completely awestruck at the turn of events. The enemy has been defeated in the part of my story he tried to conquer by keeping me silent for so many years. But try as he might, he wasn’t successful.
In the end, God had the victory.
He’s the one who brought me out of the pit, put light back into my life, and changed a story of bad choices and heartbreak into a story of His love and redemption. A story I have shared with the world through my blog, and spoken in front of hundreds of men and women across the nations.
A new avenue of ministry has opened up to me, and lives I didn’t even know I would impact are being changed.
This is just one example of what God has done on my Race, and there is more to come. So, I’m standing on faith, believing God has called me to do the World Race for 11 months, and believing He will provide the means to complete this mission.
Perhaps you, Reader, are meant to journey on this race with me by supporting me financially so I can continue to do the work God has called me to do. Help me to share my stories of redemption to a world where there’s seemingly no hope for so many people.
Together we can share God’s love and light spread across the nations.
Together we can help His story to be heard.
There’s a quote I like written by Edmund Burke saying, “Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could only do a little.” I write this to encourage you. Even $5 can go a long way when you put it into the hand of God.
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Have a very Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year!
