Ever have those moments where you just keep wondering if your life is even real? Yea? Me too. Like everyday.
We have finally made it to Zim and honestly I’m ready to stay here forever.
We are in the bush this month, which is a big change from being in a village last month.
Our ministry is working with the camp “Lasting Impressions.” Yes, you read it right. It’s a camp and it’s really throwing me off because it almost feels like I’m back at WaFaRa.
We just said goodbye to our first group of campers this morning. I am amazed at how fast it’s gone already, but after the non-stop ‘go go go’ mindset of camp it feels really good to sit down and rest for a minute.
While the campers were here we had to leave our house around 5:30 each morning to start our 15 minute walk up to camp. By walk though, I really mean climb up a mountain. The trek up there is steep and very rocky.
As I was breathing heavily on my walk up this morning I started thinking about what this mountain really represents in my life and how relevant it is to exactly where I’m at.
It’s really hard for me to humble myself.
I struggle a lot with the idea of fundraising because I so desire a life where I can support myself.
So as I proceed to climb this mountain of fundraising in my life, I have to humble myself and ask for help. I am still trying to raise funds to be on the race and I can’t do it alone.
The way this works is I am asking 16 people to donate $100 towards helping me bring the kingdom to the nations.
To donate, click the DONATE button above.
I would not be here without all of your love, support and prayers and for that I am eternally grateful.
Blessings,
Bran
