Okay people I have been given the opportunity to do the world race which is pretty dang exciting if you ask me. For those of you who are not exactly sure what it is, I shall tell you. The world race is a nine-eleven month mission trip (in my case nine) a group of people are given the opportunity to serve “the least of these” and while we are given that opportunity we have been given an even greater one, to spread God’s word. “Racers” that do the nine month mission trip go to three different countries depending on which trip they apply for. I will be going to Malaysia, India, and Zambia next October and spending three months at a time in each place. Now that you have a good idea of what it is I get to tell you all about my personal experience. I will be sharing my journey with everyone through my blog before I leave and the entire time that I am gone. Now do I know how to “blog”? Nope. Do I know anything about a blog? Nope. Have I ever even read a blog? I think maybe once. Am I excited about it? Heck yeah I am. So since I really don’t know how to do this I mind as well tell you how it ALL started. I gave my life to Christ on Easter of 2014. I finally figured out what I wanted my priorities to revolve around. I quickly began getting involved with my amazing church West Ridge, several months after I was baptized I decided to go to Nicaragua where I fell in love with the country, the people and the desire to serve and share God’s word. When I got back I was stuck on the idea that I wanted to be a missionary. I had heard countless never ending stories of other people saying the same thing and that they only wanted to be a missionary because they were on a “mission high” I tried convincing myself that the same thing was happening to me but I couldn’t shake the idea of doing anything else other than going around the world to tell people how amazing my God is. I found myself reading my bible during sports med….if you knew me you would think I was making a mistake because all I’ve ever wanted to be was an athletic trainer so you would think I would want to pay attention in that class, but that wasn’t the case. I didn’t know what I was going to do at this point and sense senior year was soon approaching I constantly had people in my ear asking me what college I was going to, what my GPA was, SAT scores, ACT scores, what I was going to major in, you name it they asked it. I prayed about my future constantly I thought God wasn’t listening or revealing him self at some moments but God is anything but silent, he is ever present and ALWAYS up to something. Sometimes we are afraid of the truth but I wasn’t I just thought it was all to good to be true. The thing is sometimes we don’t know how fitted we are for the plan God has in mind for us. So saying that I am getting ready to do the world race, because God’s will isn’t something you find to live later it’s something that is starting now. Please keep all racers in your prayers and if you feel lead to donate it would be a tremendous help.
