When I was in middle school, I joined my church in going on a missions trip to Mexico working in children’s ministry and community outreach. My heart broke when we had to leave that community, all the children in the orphanage and the other people we had met through the trip. In high school, I went on another missions trip with youth from across Nebraska to Scotland. Serving in the Scottish communities was such a joy. I remember wanting to loose my passport so I wouldn’t have to leave these amazing people I had gotten to know so soon (although I don’t think it would have worked out like I had planned). And once again, coming back to the states broke my heart. I had such an amazing time learning about the communities and getting to know the people there, I knew it would not be my last missions trip.
The Lord had put in my heart a desire to serve in missions, going to foreign countries and be in communities to serve people in everyday ways. I just had to be patient….this was something of a struggle. I had no idea when or where the Lord would open a opportunity for me to go back overseas, but there was no doubt in my mind that I would one day find myself on another missions trip. Until then, I tried to stay focused in the opportunities God had given me in college, yet all the while feeling that tug on my heart, that subtle whisper of wanting to go abroad. Skip forward several years and ta da!! I’m going on the World Race! When I found out about the World Race, I couldn’t believe how much it spoke to my heart, how much it was everything I had been wanting to do. God is faithful; He knows the desires of our hearts and will provide to those faithful to follow His will.
