Hey everybody! So I’m not sure whether this section is for a bona-fide life story, or just a simple synopsis of who I am, but I’m just going to go with the flow like I’ve been doing since I applied for the World Race. Haha.
I am Lacey Lizotte. My Mom gave me my first name, my Dad gave me my last, but God knew what I would be called before the foundations of the earth were laid, which is incredible. As taken aback as I am that He has crafted me & chosen me, I am consistently grounded & humbled by His great, fervent, unconditional love. A love we can’t explain, a love that is foreign to our human love, which is probably why it hits us like a tsunami.
I’m analytical, so I sometimes sit & try to grasp the reality of His love, but I never will, I think that’s part of the beauty of it.
I’m 23 years old & I come from Fort Vermilion, Alberta, Canada. A lot of people have labelled this town as “God-forsaken”. I used to believe them, but I don’t anymore. Because if that were true He would have forsaken me, but He didn’t & He never will.
God bestowed on me the privilege of recognizing Truth when I wasn’t even searching for Him. I feel like He just reached into Fort, where there’s only a handful of young believers, & plucked me out of the snare of the trapper when I was 16. I hope to express as much as humanly possible the gratitude He deserves for such a feat…I was not the most lovable kid, not the easiest to rescue. Haha.
I think men have forgotten about my town & my people. But God is not man, He doesn’t forget even the lowest of the low, nor does He show any partiality, praise Him!
I think there’s a lot of slogans or declarations within Christianity that have been kind of overused or hollow, just lip service (which every follower is guilty of, including me). But I’m going to say something a lot of believers say, because I really mean it: I am literally nothing without Jesus. Nothing. And that kind of sums up who I am. I am a disciple, & all that I have to boast in is Christ.
I can tell you that I write, that I am a poet.
I can tell you that I play basic guitar, & love to attempt piano.
That I’ve never been more relaxed than when I’m painting. That I love to draw.
That I don’t know what I’d do if I couldn’t sing anymore.
That words are one of my favorite things.
That cooking, & filling peoples’ bellies fills me with joy.
That I love to travel, like everybody else on this planet.
I can tell you what Jesus saved me from: bulimia, self-hatred, low self-esteem (like, LOW low), depression, anxiety, big-time cynicism…the list goes on & on & on. Lol.
I can tell you that I feel called to be a missionary, & I know that regardless of where I am on this big, messy earth, the mission field is on my doorstep.
That I long to serve, I want to care for the orphan & the widow & tell people that life is only found in our Messiah.
I can tell you that I’m zealous for Truth in a world that is satisfied with deception.
I can tell you that I long to walk by no man’s direction, nor to follow my heart, but to move by the Holy Spirit.
I can tell you that I feel unqualified for this trip, & terrified, but I also feel led by the Lord.
But what I really want to tell you is that I am nothing apart from Jesus. I am loved & treasured far more than I could have ever imagined, & I get to realize who I was actually made to be, I get to know why I even exist, what a ridiculous honor! Hahahaha, God is so good!
But it’s not about me. I’m here to tell His story, not mine. I am not defined by what I do, where I’ve been, where I’m from, what I’ve done, what I’m capable of or what I want. I am so insanely far from perfect but “…I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in me will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 1:6).
The desire to become less that He may become greater isn’t a morbid duty, but a really, really awesome love story that I want to be part of, filled with joy & beauty & wonder & hope.
“O God I have tasted thy goodness, and it has both satisfied me & made me thirsty for more. I am painfully conscious of my need for further grace. I am ashamed of my lack of desire. O God, the Triune God, I want to want thee; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made more thirsty still.” -A.W. Tozer-
Let’s go, Lord.
