The World Race has been a dream of mine for years
and through a lot of hurtles I've finally been given the GO so I'm doing this thing
and I'm excited to the point of tears.
When I first found out about the World Race it was during a conversation with my mentor, my sophomore year of high school.
She mentioned that her best friend was going and I immediately asked, "She's going to be on TV?!" thinking she was referring to the show, Amazing Race.
Laughing, she corrected me and informed me that it was an 11 month 11 countries mission trip across the world.
I don't think I could've been more tuned in.
I had recently become passionate about the nations and she was definitely speaking my language.
It's been almost 5 years since that conversation
and it's safe to say I never stopped thinking about it.
I talked about it so much that I had people asking me when I was leaving well before I was even old enough to get accepted.
Precisely 8 days ago I got a phone call confirming that I'd been accepted on the World Race
January 2014 Route 2, to be exact.
Which I now know is Z squad- whattup babies.
There's like 80 of us and I'm stoked about it.
But this has by no means been an easy process and if I'm honest,
it took me 8 days to post a blog because I've been freaking out.
I would sit down to write and all that would come out is tears.
Satan has put all of my flaws, insecurities, and inadequacies on a showcase before me all week long.
Reminder after reminder of why
I can't do this
I'm not spiritual enough
I can't handle it
11 months is too long
I'll crash and burn
and
I'm not ready.
And you know what?
Maybe I'm not ready.
But if I wait until I'm ready, I could be waiting forever.
God doesn't call us to the things we know we can handle,
He calls us into the things that have no choice but to strengthen our dependence on Him.
And that's exactly what the World Race is.
After all, I can only take what fits into a backpack.
For 11 months I will be:
stripped and restripped of my comforts
eating God knows what
sleeping God knows where
and depending on Him for my every need.
And that starts now.
I got accepted late in the game and it's overwhelming to say the least.
The total cost of this trip is $15,500.
My first financial deadline is in a WEEK and I need $3,500 to be able to attend training camp.
I am well aware that is insanity and practically impossible,
but I'm choosing to trust that the Lord will provide in miraculous ways because this is what He's called me to for the next year.
With that being said,
I appreciate any and every bit of support, prayerfully and financially.
If that's something you wanna do go ahead and click on the Support Me! tab at the top of the page OR the support this thing. tab to the left.
Let's do this thing.
