I’ve been meaning to ask you something…
…Oops… I meant to say, “I’ve been meaning to ask you FOR something.”
Well… here it goes, I am really asking and really writing an entire blog about this. I even tried other ways of doing this and it didn’t really work that well. But first there are a few things I need to get out before I ask for money:
1. If you’re new here, feel free to ignore this. (If you are new please check out some of my posts)
3. Please be aware that this is my least favorite part of being a missionary. (I hate the word missionary sometimes… we are all “missionaries” and because I am at a “leadership academy” some people don’t see this as “missions.” That’s okay though, I will continue to meet people and tell them about Jesus as I live my life =)
4. Know that I wouldn’t be writing this post at all if I didn’t feel like this is something I was supposed to have written months ago but didn’t, and now every time I try other ways of asking for money or writing about something else I feel a little guilty of asking or not asking directly. So now I can’t put it off any longer.
5. I mentioned this not being enjoyable, right? But I really hope you understand deep, deep down that this is the woooooorst part of the whole gig for me. (who really likes to ask people for money and be dependent on others… especially when they have been able to provide for their own in the past? Yes, it sucks but God has used this to break me of a whole lot of myself)
*deep breath, here goes nothing*
And yes you know I am a missionary. Yes I attend a leadership school as well. Well, as you know a missionary sometimes does have to ask for money. As I mentioned earlier, it is as bad as it sounds. BUT I really do believe in it and in what I am doing.
And I truly believe that the people who support me financially should hold tightly to that “nice feeling” because the gifts that they give so that I can be here are changing peoples lives for the better. I know this to be true. I’ve seen it with my own eyes, I’ve read the emails and witnessed peoples lives changed throughout the world. It is real. And it’s worthy of every dollar spent to make it happen.
3. Going home
I do eventually have to go home and soon I will have to buy an airline ticket back to Tulsa. The cost of oil is going up and so is my ticket. Lame, I know.
Or this Old thing called mail:
If you are mailing in your checks you can do so to this address and make sure you write the intern name in the memo line:
Last but not least, a HUG and a KISS for all those who have read this and to those who have given so much already. You really are awesome. Also to Jamie for inspiration of this blog. Check out her blog, her and her husband are awesome people doing some great things in Costa Rica.
Thanks again!
Much love,
