I've dreamed about traveling the world my whole life, but not for the purposes of most people.
I want to travel the world and spread the love of God.
It's my passion. My dream. My goal. My calling.
It felt like so long ago when I received my call to missions from God. I knew then that I would never let anything get in the way of answering that call. It was all I ever thought about. All I ever talked about. All I ever did was in preparation for my calling. I have taken several missions trips around the United States helping people, serving churches, working with organizations, but it was only the first step. I knew that God had called me to travel the world. I wanted to go, right then! I wanted to pack my bags and leave. I just wanted to go. I prayed for God to open the doors for me to go. All doors. Any doors. Even a window. I just wanted to go.
In college my major was Spanish and I had several opportunities to study abroad. As I prayed about each opportunity, I felt as if God was shutting all the doors. I would go online and look up overseas missions trip and pray that God would open up those doors, but He never did. I cried for years that I was "stuck" in the United States when I knew that God was calling me to the world. Finally, in April 2010 a friend came to me about a trip to Senegal, Africa. I wasn't too excited, because God never really let me go anywhere, but I told her I would pray about it anyways, and finally, I received the answer I has been wanting for so many years, God said I could go!!
Going to Africa was a great experience and immediately upon my return home I knew I wanted to leave to go back. I prayed for the Lord to open up many more doors for me to go unto the world. I didn't receieve another answer from God for a couple of months, and once again I was getting discouraged. Then one day I traveled across the AIM page and found the World Race. As soon as I saw the website, I knew this was exactly what God was calling me too! I prayed long and hard and with a very excited heart about the trip. When I finally sent in my application, I left it all in God's hands. The day I got accepted into the World Race was one of the best days of my life. It was the first time that I really saw that my dream, my passion, my call was coming true.
And now as I sit her everyday counting down the days until I leave, it makes me want to go up to someone and ask," Will you please pinch me?" because this has got to be a dream that I am living in, but then I realize that this really is my life 🙂
God is always faithful to those who are faithful to Him 🙂
