USA, here I come… (I feel)

So since being on the race I have discovered I am a verbal processer. One of my teammates makes me even do this exercise to get out how I really am feeling… So here it goes…

I feel…

I feel comfort.

I feel authority.

I feel loved. (Really and truly loved) 

I feel like my heart has been broken and built back up over and over again in the past 3 months. 

I feel bittersweet.

I feel brand new.

I feel like I have won a battle.

I feel that I will never quit fighting the battle that I have won.

I feel sad.

I feel happy.

I feel that new beginnings are coming my way from my new found freedom. 

I feel confident in the fact that I DO hear GOD’S VOICE.

I feel as though I’m holding onto every moment here that I can to cherish those memories in my heart forever.

I feel at peace.

I feel like every fight, hassle or argument between my team and I has been forgotten because it doesn’t really matter.

I feel like I have transformed and I truly have my wings now.

I feel like I’m graduating high school.

I feel like I went on this trip looking to be changed and I feel that that’s exactly what happened. 

I feel excited about sharing my new found freedom.

I feel that I don’t care what others think anymore (Which was a HUGE deal only a month ago)

I feel closer to God then I ever have been before.

I feel my calling. 

I feel like I HAVE to answer it. 

I feel like I’m sick of running away and I will now run into the arms of the Lord.

I feel like my team became my family.

I feel at peace…  I feel loved…. I feel at peace… I feel loved.

I feel like I did NOT fail.

I feel that I have run my race WELL and that God is super proud of his daughter! 

I feel that God has some pretty amazing plans for my life.

I feel that I’m being called back home to fight some major demons.

I feel pumped.

I feel loved.

I feel at peace.

So basically, this has been a huge struggle that I have gone thru the past month just trying to figure out what’s going on with my heart. I feel like I need to focus on sex trafficking specifically so that God can use me to reach a generation. I want to see a generation rise up and know that they don’t have to fight for love like I used to think I did…  and I want them to receive the same freedom I have received… This could look like going home and getting back to school while working with rape response, faceless, Children of the night, going to school at IHOPU, or even going on the world race human trafficking trip in January. I know God has prepared me to do amazing things to build his kingdom up. So here I am God… I’m listening… I’m following… And even though I might not know why now, you do. And if there is one thing I have learned on this trip… it’s to trust YOU. I love you daddy. Let’s bring down the kingdom! 

USA HERE I COME…