Hello everybody! My name is Erin, and just so you know, writing a bio is most definately NOT my cup of tea. Although I find myself quite fascinating, I am always stumped when asked to tell others about me. I guess I’ll start at the beginning and see where I end up.
I grew up on a farm outside of a very small town called Crystal City, which is in Manitoba, with my parents, my older sister, my younger sister, and my younger brother. Small towns are not for everyone, but I think they are wonderful, and I loved growing up near one. At the age of 12, my wonderful, care-free world came crashing down around me when I was informed by my parents that our family would be moving. I assured my parents that if they bought me a go-cart and a fridge and left me my bed I would be fine living by myself, but they seemed to think otherwise. I ended up moving right along with the rest of them. When I moved, I felt like life was no longer worth living, but it didn’t take long to find a good church, join an awesome youth group, make some friends, and get over it. I have always lived in a Christian home and I became a Christian when I was very young, but it was after I joined my youth group that I really began to be challenged and grow spiritually.
Who am I? you may ask. That is a good question, one I am still trying to figure out myself. I will throw some of the pieces out there, and you see what you come up with.
I am somewhat shy and don’t particularly enjoy meeting new people, though I love people and I love being with people. I enjoy reading, knitting, baking, and numerous other older type lady activities. I love the sunshine and I love to be warm, which is hard to do when you live in Manitoba (*Sigh* 6 or more months of winter every year gets old). I LOVE my friends, and I love hanging out and having fun with them. I love to have adventures, and since adventures don’t seem to readily present themselves to me, I make my own with whoever is willing. I love to travel and experience new cultures. I love flying and everything that has to do with flying, though I cannot stay awake on a plane to save my life.
Now I don’t know about any of you, but I feel like I have lived my life in a very safe way. I have let other people’s ideas about what is possible and what is impossible decide what I can and cannot do in life. I do not want to continue living this way, and signing up for The World Race is a step I took in that direction. It is the scariest and most exciting thing I have ever done. I first learned about The World Race almost two years ago, and from that first moment, my heart was gone. It sounded like a dream come true, but it also seemed impossible that I would or could ever go. Honestly, it still seems that way. I feel totally unworthy and like I have nothing to contribute to a team, but Praise Jesus, God is bigger than all that. He is the one in control, so all we have to do is hold on tight and enjoy the ride.
