I was in Minnesota Teen Challenge, in their big chapel, laying on the carpet crying so hard when a man asked me what was wrong…what I wanted to stop bothering me. I didn't even know why I was crying…I had no clue. I mumbled out one word to the best of my ability…fear. They prayed over me and peace filled me from the top of my head through the bottom of my feet. It was like a weight was lifted.
That afternoon, I sat in a corner…puzzled….confused. I sat there amazed and filled with this peace. I couldn't help but think, that all I had learned growing up just might be…might actually be…truth.
It took me about a week to settle in my heart. As soon as I did, I made the decision to never go back. As time went on, there was a knowing within me. I had dreams of being in other nations. I don't know when the moment was exactly but I'm sure I journaled about it somewhere…all I knew is I was called. People told me my whole life…but it was when God showed me that I really knew.
So, how did I come upon the World Race specifically? Well, I reached the point where I knew it was time to step out and go, but I didn't have the "connections" so to speak to actually go. I prayed and asked God to continue leading my steps. He directed me to the WR website. From there, I just knew. So I applied and boom…here we go! 🙂
