By definition you may think that a missionary is a person who sells their belongings, leaving behind a life of 'riches' to go live among the least of thee. Teaching them about the riches in Christ Jesus.
But it is so much more than that!
I remember getting the phone call from Adventures, saying I had been accepted onto The World Race. That was 3 months ago, and never in my wildest dreams did I think that becoming a missionary would start at that moment, instead of the moment I stepped onto foreign ground.
The spiritual warfare,
the finances,
the building and breaking of relationships,
and the true love that God showed through it all.
Since being accepted, and my passion becoming a reality i feel like I have been on a rollercoaster of life.
My car broke down, and the financial burden of having to repair it brought me to tears. God stepped in through a man that GAVE me a car.
My Grandmother passed away, and God was right there with arms wide open, with a peace that passes all understanding.
My family was not getting along, and the restorer of all, Jesus Christ, stepped in to repair the brokenness.
I lost cliental at work, making my budget tight. God brought in new cliental, and has met my needs in all areas.
Being a missionary is not easy, and I could never imagine how close I would grow to Christ through this process.
Missions work requires faith that moves mountains, trusting God will provide your EVERY need and desire.
Jehovah Jireh, my provider.
Jehovah Nissi, you reign in victory.
Jehovah Shalom, my Prince of Peace.
In all things, trust God. Lean not on your own understand, but believe that God has Almighty Power.
Welcome to my
crazy
indescribable
AMAZING
life as a missionary.
Isaiah 6:8-9
"Send me… I'll go"
