Blog post numero uno!
Hi friends! So as you can see this is the blog that I will be keeping filled with updates leading up to launch date next year and while on the Race. It’s going to be a challenging, wonderful, and event-filled 11 months!
So how did the World Race all come about?
Glad you asked!
I had tossed the idea of the World Race around a few years ago for a while but never wanted to commit due to not having a desire to get into missions. Yup, I was a former MK who did NOT want to do missions. I loved travel, but obviously that can’t be the driving force. If God didn’t change my heart to live missionally in other countries, I didn’t want any part of it. And truly, that was the easy part. I had heard nothing from Him at this point, and so that means I didn’t have to do something that I never wanted to do in the first place.
Well.
Fast forward to this year, I am on a leadership team with a women’s group called Crash, at my church. I came to Crash with walls high up, no real faith in community, or any idea that the church could look like what the Bible describes it as. God started carving away little by little at those walls that were so high, so impenetrable. Love started to seep through. He has floored me time and time again, replacing my preconceived ideas with the truth. Community could work. Hearts can change; mine did.
I can’t give you an exact date of when my desire started to change towards missions, but I can tell you that the process was real. I wanted people to know Jesus, and I had this burning urgency in my heart to share who he is.
I didn’t really know what the next step was. I had looked into a few options but nothing had really stuck out to me. One evening I went out to dinner with a friend and we spoke of abundant life, how we were in similar places at the time just trying to see what God wanted for us. What was this abundant life that he kept pressing onto my heart? There is more Ruby. There is more than you have been living. Later the World Race ended up coming up in the conversation, and at this point I thought, heck why not. I’ll give it a shot. One of the very things that Adventures in Missions focuses on is abundant life. That caught my eye pretty quickly.
So, I prayed. And prayed, and prayed till i was sick of praying about it. I felt like this MIGHT be it, but didn’t have any real confirmation from God. A friend suggested reaching out to the World Race team to see if I might hear a confirmation, and low and behold people! He literally brought me to my knees in tears. I had never felt God’s confirmation so strongly before.
This was it. I would go. I’ve always loved people from all over the world, the diversity and beauty in each culture. But that’s not enough. How could I hold out on the greatest hope that I’ve ever known?
I will Climb this mountain, with my hands wide open
