I've had their same thoughts… doubts…
and you know what I've learned?
It's not the money that matters. It's the heart.
I worked at a daycare at a church for the last 17 months.
Teaching two year olds is definitely not the most glamorous or well-paying job. It's stressful, tiring, and dirty.
But, you know what? Everyday I had the opportunity to love and be loved. To grow and to help others grow. To serve others and be served. To dance, laugh, and cuddle often. I miss my "babies" (although they prefer to be called big kids…) already.
My wonderful co-teachers arranged a "change" drive for my class and the older two's class. They collected small formula cans, decorated them, glued my cheesy picture and a brief description of my trip on them and gave the parents the opportunity to take them home to collect change for several weeks. On my last day Heather (who spent many hours rolling change, running to the bank, and whispering in the hallway!) handed me an envelope. The amount of over $500 pushed my measley expectations of what a change drive can bring in straight out of the church. I kept thinking "Lord, I don't deserve this. I don't deserve these people in my life…" and over and over I feel like He's showing me that when it comes to giving, asking, serving, sacrificing, working and fundraising it's not the money that matters. It's the heart.
I can't say enough 'Thank you's' to everyone who has organized or shared fundraisers for me.
I can't say enough 'Thank you's' to everyone who has supported me financially. I'm ALMOST there guys!
I can't say enough 'Thank you's' to everyone who has read my blog, prayed for me, and encouraged me.
I can't say enough 'Thank you's' to the Lord!
Look how ready I am to be in South Africa and India 😉 Best book ever.
