Ministry is done exactly where you are at. It doesn’t matter whether
you’re overseas or in your home Country. I’ve grown up as an MK in
Canada and to be honest, never thought I’d actually want to be a
missionary. At least not at home. Well, here I am getting ready to
leave my “home and native land” to travel the world for JESUS for a year, and I couldn’t be more excited and passionate about the opportunity.
what it was. My life felt like it was shattered when I was 12 and in a
serious car accident. God saved me and my life has never been the same.
I was already a Christian, but I think I was living out a lot of my
parent’s faith. The accident took a lot out of me, but I was able to
come to terms with my own faith and start a personal, intimate
relationship with Him. This was just the beginning…
idea where I was to go or what I was to do. I didn’t have it all
figured out and to be honest, I still don’t. All I knew was that I
loved to travel and that I wanted to go somewhere or do something for
others, not just me. I didn’t want to stay at home and “just” work. I
wanted to go make a difference somewhere. I was open and willing to
going wherever and doing whatever, as long as it’s what God had in
store for me. However, I felt like I was at a standstill, because I
honestly felt so far away from God, yet had a great desire for Him.

open. I only had a few weeks, as I was in the middle of transitioning,
once again, between the Caribbean, Ontario and Maui. I knew there was
lots of opportunities out there, but none of them seemed to be the
right fit – where God wanted me to be. I “randomly” came across the
World Race website (I know it was God, but didn’t see it at the time)
and knew as soon as I saw the banner Adventure, Ministry, Community, Discovery and
Growth that it was God tugging at my heart and saying “this is for you.
Do you trust me?” I couldn’t stop smiling. I was beaming. I had to tell
someone, but who…another God thing was the blessing of meeting a
friend and mentor for lunch the following day and decided to bounce the
idea of the World Race off of her. I figured, if she thinks I should go
for it, why not? She dug deep and made me really question why this was
what I wanted to do, but was very encouraging and supportive and gave
me the confidence and blessing to apply and take the risk of doing what
is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
through the trials and blessings – for what was to come. When I was in
the Dominican Republic and Haiti, visiting, from working on the ship, I
was frustrated because I was seeing all the “commercialized” tourist
places and not the real thing.My friends were saying “why do we port here when
it’s so third-world.” I wanted to “get down and dirty” and experience the Country and culture for what it was! Then going to Maui, I saw another sideof poverty right in America. The economy is dying there. I had the
opportunity to work with an organization called Feed My Sheep and fell
in love with the ministry, handing out food and praying with those in
need. I knew by then that I was going on the World Race, and it began
to hit me that this kinda stuff is what I’m going to be doing. It
became real. I met people in Maui from around the world – places we
will be going to – and as they began to pray and worship God in their
language, God gave me a taste of what I along with theJanuary Squad will be experiencing.
beginning. I never dreamed this, but God did. His dreams are so much
bigger and better than mine, and I am so glad I trust Him to do His
will in my life, regardless of where it takes me! Here am I Lord, send
me!
