I’ve known God has a purpose for my life for quite a while. I hoped it would be great, but doubted my love of adventure could find itself a part of His plan. Me? Chosen? Ha. Ha.
Oh, how wrong I was.
Every time I doubt the power of God, he shows up.
I can remember sitting in my 6th grade Geography class, and as I learned of lands far I way, a burning desire to visit the unknown world grew within me. Last summer, almost 10 years after a dream for international travel sparked, I spent two glorious months in Europe. Living out of a backpack for two months was more than a once in a lifetime memory. Not only did I learn to be brave and spontaneous, but also my passion for international travel grew.
That spark was no accident.
He chose me. He lit the match—ignited the flame.
All, I have to do is trust and obey him. I don’t know why he chose to give me this passion, but with it, all I can do is serve Him.
I asked God to send me, and He replied with The World Race, Route 1, October 2016. So, here I am, 11 months away from an 11 month journey across the world to spread the love of Jesus in unbelievably tangible ways.
Am I scared? Yes
Is that OK? Yes
So, Why Me, and why the World Race? Because, he said
“Go.”
