My name is Brenton Bicknell. And as of June 27, 2017, I have decided to embark on the journey that is the world race. What a road it has been to this decision.
After a lot of time and prayer, I feel the confirmation from the Lord that He is calling me to this step deep in my heart. Recently, I traveled to the Republic of Moldova in Eastern Europe and my heart was gripped tightly pulling me to something more. This trip showed introduced me to a new me that has a heart for missions that is something radical. A desire begging for more that isn’t normal. A desire that’s only from God. He showed me what I had thought originally was true. He showed me that my desire for do missionary work in the field is a desire sparked and sparked strong. I then returned many from Moldova and many times I saw what seemed to be arrows pointing directly to the world race. I thought “I’d give I’ll a shot. I’ll just go through the application process and see what happens.” I figured why not. If God wants it to happen, it will work out.
As some time went by, my doubts in God then came. I have my lease for my apartment. I can’t lost my scholarship. What about my friends and my newfound community. What about my family. I can’t leave. I can’t. When at the same time, I heard this voice in the back of my head whispering, “Just trust me.”
I then went to speak to my realtor about the options for my single bed room at capstone condos, one of many places this company has places. This realtor goes on to inform me that someone had called the day before asking the availability of a single bed room condo at capstone condos. I called the scholarships department of UA to find out that my scholarship can be maintained for one year. I inform my friends to find the encouragement and excitement that they see for me in this opportunity. I inform my family to which they were in awe of the process God had done thus far, and the miracle God is going to continually do through this. I can’t wait to see it. And then only the seemingly impossible remains. I somehow have to manage raising five thousand dollars in a matter of seven days. The first day passes and I rest at seven-hundred seventy dollars. I begin to worry as I have to raise this much per day at this rate to meet my deadline. I find myself on my knees for the first time ever in my life begging God to do something that seem’s so big to me, yet so small to Him. As I finish praying a peace comes over me and I begin to be at rest and feel as if a weight had been lifted. Five days later, I find myself with one day left to raise money. The crazy thing is that with one day left, I had $4865/$5000 raised. Then the next day arrives and it’s time to leave for training camp where my balance hopefully rests about the five thousand. I check my phone to find $5150 in my account and a text from my ride that says He’s ready to come pick me up. Off to training camp I go.
Through all of the doubt, worry, and voices going through my head, one voice overpowers them all carrying two simple words, “Trust me.”
