The first of what I am assuming will be many posts on humility. Pride sucks and I strugle with it I think most of us do in some part of us. Being an independant woman I want to handle it all, I want to do it myself, and get credit for it! Stupid sin. This process is going to make me let go of that pride and quickly, becuase
I need help.
Today I sent out my first batch of support letters. I licked envelopes untill I could no more, I stuffed and stuffed and stuffed, then dropped them in the box. As I sent these little letters on a journey I pictured each family or person, their feelings, thought and reactions as the recieve it. Each of you brought sweet memories we have shared to mind. I thought of how and why our paths have crossed and it was humbling. Things came to mind like misson trips, kitchen therapy, internships, Disciple now weekends, family camping trips, and hoildays filled with love.
These stories make up my story, and now I am humbily asking you to continue to be apart of my story. Continue to support me through your words and actions of affirmation, continue to pray for me and my walk with Christ as I for you.
It is humbling to ask for support, in any form. It is humbing to think of the impact each one of my supporters has had in my life. I wouldn't be here, taking this step without you.
I know over the next couple months God is going to be doing a lot to prepare me, I am ready for that. Tears have already started for the ending of this season. Leaving Bethany will be really hard. It will be humbling to hand the ministry over to the new intern, my replacement.
… but after, there will be joy, going home and spending the longest peirod of time, since high school, with my family.
That is unfathomable.
The most time I have spent at home since moving away to college is max a month. My family has been so loving and patient, and now they will get me all to themselves for 5 months! I think by the race, they'll be ready to send me away.
Are you ready to ride the rollercoaster with me. Can you stand by me when I screw things up, cry ( a lot) , or am selfish? Will you celebrate with me when I scream the words "fully funded" ? Will you pray hard prayers with me, prayer for challenge and change, danger, and growth?
I hope so!
