What am I doing?  Why am I working, planning, and asking for support in order to go live for eleven months in places where, no doubt, I will find myself utterly uncomfortable 80 percent of the time?  Why would I choose to leave my beautiful family, friends, favorite church, and budding business to live among those who do not speak the same language as I do.  What has gotten into my head? 

  Who do I think I am?  Do these people in these far away places need me specifically?  Can I save them?  If I were to turn away and pretend to not see their needs would someone else step into my place?  Am I a good enough Christian to go to another country with the intention of living a life that reflects Christ’s love.   

  When I was going through the application process for the World Race all these questions were prevalent in my mind.  It seems unimaginable to think that a twenty year old girl from a tiny town in Georgia could make any difference in the world.  It has been a process and having spent hours wrestling with myself and God, I think I have found my answers. 

Why?  

Because I can.  I am willing and able to go where my Father sends me.

Who am I?

     I am a backwoods little girl with two hands able to work diligently.  In the past God has chosen the broken and incredibly flawed people to do his work… Sinners (like me) brought his words to the nations and through their weakness He showed himself to be magnificent. 

Can I save them?

    Absolutely not.  There is no power within myself that can alter the heart of anyone on the face of the earth.  The pressure is off.  I am not enough for the world.  I am but a dot on the timeline of God’s plan… and yet He is able to work through me.  His love is transformative.

Would another take my place should I choose to remain in safety?

There is no way to know… I am not able to see the future nor do I want to.  I believe that God knows the path that I will take and He is preparing the way for me.  I need not be afraid for He always has taken me under his wing and loved me when I was unlovable. 

 The World Race is going to take me to 11 countries in 11 months beginning in August of 2016.  This amazing, difficult, and soul-renovating adventure is going to take the wind out of my chest and put it under my wings.  Would you be willing to partner with me on this venture?