Hey, y’alll! If you know me at all, you know that I am not a blogger girly or good at words in the slightest. Buuuuuuut, I am excited to stretch myself in this area and give this a good ole try. Just bare with me, my grammar, and the sporadic way that my mind works.
So let me walk you through the journey that the Lord has taken me on over the last few years. I am currently finishing up my last semester at Dallas Baptist University. When I came to DBU four years ago, I was just a spunky 18 year old gal trying to take on the world. I quickly was overwhelmed with insecurities and anxieties as I realized I had no idea what I was actually doing. I had friends talk about their passions and callings and I didn’t even know how to do a load laundry. I tried different majors, hobbies, anything to give me a sense of identity. I prayed to find a passion from the Lord but never felt heard or answered.
Summer 2016, the Lord changed me and my whole outlook on my future. God opened an opportunity for me to spend a month in Mozambique where I got to serve and build forever friendships. I saw the world in a whole new perspective and had such a desire to see more, learn more, and love more.
There was one special night on this trip that I felt a sense of calling in this world. We were outside gathered around a fire with our new friends from our team and our translators, worshipping under the stars, each proclaiming “How great is our God” in our own language.
This. This is the Church, I thought to myself. This is the body of Christ, fighting the fight on the same team with one another despite our differences. I never wanted this moment to end.
I left this trip with such a sense of identity in the way that the Lord sees me, the gifts He has given me, and a new passion He had placed within me. A passion to see and love the world as it is. A passion to travel and proclaim the good news of the Lord. A passion to meet others from new cultures and to learn alongside them.
This calling has stayed with me ever since. Throughout my senior year at DBU, I tried many different things and received many different closed doors. I kept thinking to myself, “The only thing that truly excites me to think about is to travel and share the gospel”.
This is the part of the story that the World Race enters into.
I prayed long and hard about where the Lord was calling me to next year. Doors opened and doors closed, and I felt lost with no direction. Then one day, I was discussing the idea of the World Race with my family and within the next three days, I applied, interviewed, and was accepted. I saw this as clarity from the Lord in my plans, so I ran with it.
Soooooo long story short, starting in August, I will be gone for eleven months traveling to Chile, Peru, Colombia, Uganda, Rwanda, Kenya, Malaysia, Thailand, Cambodia, Haiti and the Dominican Republic to grow myself spiritually, mentally, and physically while sharing the gospel and reaching different areas of the world!!!
I am very excited for where God is leading me and would love to have you join my journey!!
Stay tuned for more blog posts that I will struggle through writing, sharing my story of growth and redemption through God’s marvelous plan. And as always, if you feel called to donate in any way possible, it is more appreciated than you will ever know.
