So… I suppose I should post a little about myself in order that you might get to know me a little better! I'll start with the title. It doesn't really have anything to do with this post. Which was intentional to point out the fact that a lot of times, I just don't make a lot of sense. I suppose it could mean that the World Race literally is just around the riverbend, but that wasn't the meaning behind it 🙂
Therefore, hello! My name is Courtney Ball. If I were to describe myself in one word, well, I couldn't. I suppose my friends would say that I'm random. Which I'm not arguing with at all 🙂 My favorite animal is a white tiger, I'm totally obessed with coffee, and I love to write poetry.
I am senior at Mount Vernon Nazarene University. I have a Sociology major with a Spanish minor. About the whole college thing, I was one of those that came simply because I thought that's what I was suppposed to do. Since I've been here, I've been through four different majors. Ergo, I was never really sure what I wanted to do with my life.
However, I know that the Lord has me in college for a reason. And now that I'm a senior, there comes that ultimate question: what now? I'm quite the adventurous individual. So one of the first things I thought of doing was picking up immediately after graduation and jumping on a bike, riding around the states with a couple of friends and engaging in intentional Bible study, all the while living by a Luke 10-like lifestyle.
Something that is a huge part of who I am is that I am honestly TERRIFIED of settling down. Which I suppose makes me a backwards individual, at least when compared to my friends here at college that know exactly what they want to do.
But then I call to mind that there has always been something in me that stirs (Holy Spirit perhaps?) when I read crazy stories of the Lord using ordinary people to do radical things. And I guess that's where I'm at. The Lord wants to use me to be his hands and feet to the nations. I'm not sure what the Lord sees in me, but He sees something, so that's all that matters. So why am I going on the World Race? The answer is simple: Nothing else makes sense to me.
The least of these are crying out…
Lord, send me.
