Hey Guys! My name is Emily Comer, I’m 19 years old and live in the ripe state of Missouri. When I tell people I live in Missouri, they automatically say, “oh Misery right?” Missouri is truly beautiful despite the fact that you never know what kind of weather you’re going to get. That’s the fun of it, it reminds me of the Lord and how we never know what’s going to happen but whatever it is, he’s always behind it backing us up.I want to start off by saying thank you for taking time out of your day to read my Blog! I grew up in a Christian home with one older brother and three younger sisters….their ages are 22, 13, 11, and 9. So my parents had a handful with all five of us. I work as a Nurse Tech at a hospital here in Missouri, I get to work with my mom, what a blessing right? I love my job and have always had a calling for helping others. I am a Christian and was saved and Baptized by both my grandpa’s when I was seven years old. One of my grandpa’s was a preacher and the other a deacon. So therefore, I’ve always been a follower of Jesus Christ. My parents and I attend a small church in Avilla, Missouri; the tiniest town ever; but our church members have the biggest hearts ever and that’s all that matters right? Enough about my present, here’s where my actual story begins,
In 2016 I lost my grandma whom was so dear to my heart. Losing my grandma was the most traumatic experience I had experienced at that time; there were times I was scared, afraid, nervous, anxious, and much more. The Lord continuously showed me grace and was constantly comforting me. Don’t get me wrong I needed my earthly friends, family, and encouraging books to get me through such a rough time, but the Lord consistently showed himself to me over and over again. In 2017, I then lost my grandpa, once again I was questioning and confused. The Lord continued to show his love and mercy.
Through these two rough experiences the Lord has never left me, hasn’t forsaken me and never will. Times like these are when our faith is really tested. I can’t say everything was totally perfect because it simply wasn’t and it was very trying at times; but through all of this the Lord showed his love in the most simplest ways; but most effective ways. During this time I never stopped going to church but there were times when hymns would be played that were played at their funerals and it took every ounce of pride I had not to burst out in tears during the service. Then there would be times that I had no try and tears would fall down my face during the songs and I’d just let them. A lot of people say, “you’re only crying because your just jealous,” in all honesty we are, aren’t we? I mean my grandparents are healed, they have no sadness, no tears, they have all of their passed family members; they’re literally walking with Jesus, how perfect.
Fast forward to 2019, three years since Grandma passed and two since Grandpa passed; we recently just lost my other Grandma who was also a Godly woman and every time we talked she mentioned the Lord. She taught us to live for the Lord just like my other set of grandparents did too. I’m extremely thankful to have been raised in a Christian upcoming. The Lord has been in my life since before I was even born and I’m proud to say that. The passed 6 months the Lord’s really been working on my heart, when I say working, I literally mean he’s been working 24 hours a day on me. I’ve been praying about a few things and about what I could do to be more, to live more for him and to show him more in my every day life as well and do exactly what he wants me to. I’ve always wanted to go on a mission trip but never found the “perfect one.” The ones I “thought I wanted,” just never felt right, it was a never a direct yes about the ones I wanted. So my praying continued… This passed summer I took a class with my cousin whom is also my age and a Christian as well who’d been raised in a Christian home also. We talked about the Lord quite a few times and I mentioned how the Lord’s really been working on me. After our class ended and fall semester was coming upon us, I kept praying for something to just pop up and really speak to me about what I should do. One day Cassidy texted me and said, “I really feel like the Lord wants me to let you in on this and show you what I’ve been thinking about.” It was a link to the World Race Website for a mission trip to the Philippines. I clicked on the link and continued searching through the website looking at multiple passed racers and different missions, after thought and prayer, I knew this was the one. God literally gave me my “pop up answer” through my cousin whom just felt as though she needed to tell me. God always shows, over and over again. I’m still continuously learning new things every day about the Lord, my trust in him continues growing and I’ve learned to finally just give it all to him. No more of what I think I should do, it’s all up to him. So now, here I am writing this blog about myself, why I chose this mission and I’m overwhelmed with his love and how excited I am to see what more he has in store for me.
Thank you again for taking time to read this.
xoxo,
Emily
