UPDATE: One week to go and only $645 left to raise! Thank you!!
As I scroll down the list of donors, my heart is made happy. Names of loved ones, friends, acquaintances, and strangers fill the list.
I am truly humbled.
When I started fundraising for this trip, I had no idea what all that entailed. A couple status updates on Facebook, a support letter, and some blog posts was as much of the process as my imagination created. I prepared for the asking, I never prepared for the millions of emotions that would come from receiving.
Month 6 of 11 is coming to an end. As I look back on the first half of the World Race, my mind’s eye is flooded with images of the faces I have met and the sights I have seen along the way. I see the patterns of the inside of my eyelids, the details of which I have memorized while spending countless hours in prayer. I see a Light that has followed me each step I have taken. A Light that is a constant source of Joy and Peace, even in the moments when I have felt neither.
As I race into the last half of this adventure, I find it difficult to put into words all the things I feel. I have truly been blessed this year. Blessed to hold an orphaned child, to pray over an ill woman, to see lives restored, those hopeless filled with hope, and people brought out of death and into life.
With every donation received, every message received in encouragement, every prayer prayed for strength, I have been touched in a way that goes beyond words and emotions. Each of you have left a lasting impression on me. You have inspired me with your generosity and sacrifice of time and money. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you.
11 days from now marks the final deadline for my fundraising. While there will still be opportunities to give towards different projects in the future, this deadline marks the end of a season. I am currently $1500 away from my goal to complete this journey.
I will never be able to pay you back for all you have given me thus far. Yet through the stories you read here, I pray you will be blessed beyond your greatest expectations. After all, these are not my stories but His stories. The woman who is made well is not my power but His power. The man who is given hope after losing everything is not because I am a great speaker, but because I am able to repeat the words of Love given to me in a Book written 2000 years ago.
Thank you for coming with me on this journey! God Bless!
