Upon announcing that I would be embarking on the World Race come July 2015 I was living in my own little fantasy world.
Expectations
1. Money would just coming pouring in.
2. Everyone would be supportive.
Both of those ended up to not be entirely true.
Reality
1. Money is slowly coming in.
2. People think I’m insane for wanting to be overseas for a year because of all the violence that is happening in the world or because they think I need to graduate college and start finding a job since that is what society says I need to do.
What I have come to realize though is that if everything went according to my fantasy world I would have no reason to trust God in this journey. However now I’m having to trust Him like I never have before.
