I have, for some reason, not been stressed about the crazy number that comes with the World Race commitment. I am honestly more nervous about what I am going to learn about myself while I am gone. BUT…. my mind is completely blown that the Lord has met that goal so quickly.
Two weeks ago, I was talking with a teammate and she asked what big fundraiser I had on the horizon; a fair question considering all the fundraisers I have done, sometimes two or three a month. I shared with her that I really felt the Lord telling me “Let me handle this”. I have done everything in my power to earn this money. I have sold bath bombs, made soap, wrapped a million presents, sold jewelry, spoke at churches, had a garage sale, an auction, and sold some killer t-shirts! Even though I wasn’t “worried” about it, I obviously was not fully trusting Him to provide. I told my friend “I think I am going to sit back and see how Jesus handles it.” Side note, here response was perfect “We can’t earn heaven and we can’t earn what Jesus calls us to. See how Jesus chooses to purely bless you”. Two weeks later, here we are. It’s like He was just sitting there waiting for me to hand it over.
My point in this blog is just that, hand it over. Even the things that seem to be going fine! You’ve heard it so many times it loses its thunder, but I’ll risk sounding cliché, His plan is better. He is already teaching me so many things through this journey and I haven’t even left yet!
And my teammate, y’all, they’re amazing. So uplifting. And wise. And always pointing me back to Him. I strongly encourage you to follow their blogs too! As hard ad it is going to be to leave all of the lovely people God has surrounded me with in Corsicana, I think my teammates are going to make it bearable.
Thank you so much to everyone who has donated, prayed, asked how I am doing; it really is so very encouraging and much needed. Please begin praying for me and my team as we prepare for training camp coming up the first 2 weeks in June and launch gets closer every day! It’s crunch time!
