One of my favorite things to do is crawl out of bed on a fresh fall morning and sit outside in my parents’ gazebo. The mountain air is crisp but comfortable with a pair of warm-up pants and an oversized sweatshirt. In the midst of my groggy morning senses, the sound of the trickling creek accompanied by the playful tweets of backyard birds, awakens my soul to spread a smile across my face. As I soak up the pleasantness of my “Disney movie” like environment, I feel so blessed. If I stop and take an inventory of all the wonderful things in my life that money can’t buy (including fall mornings), I am a very wealthy person.
Although figuratively speaking I may be considered wealthy, in literal context this is very far from true. In preparation for the World Race, my anticipation builds with the expectation of accumulating many experiences that will be priceless to me. Unfortunately at this moment, my World Race journey does come with a price tag, $14,300 to be exact.
Over the last few weeks I have been constantly stressing about fundraising, and in all honesty I am not doing too well with meeting my financial goals. I worry at this pace, will I even be able to raise enough money to leave in January? I am so grateful to those who have already shown support, the many of you who have made verbal commitments to donate, and those of you who may stumble upon my blog and feel compelled to answer a prayer.
As of now, I need to raise $4,000 by the end of October.
Please pray that God will bless my fundraising process.
