I hope you guys like raw because here it is.
Since I have been home from Training Camp, I have been spending time with all my friends and family…as much time as possible, that is. It’s been hard trying to prioritize the importance of where to go and when, but for the most part, it has been panning out.
Also, since TC, I have been feeling a little worried about the Race. I believe it’s my self-confidence–or satan. Whichever, it has not been good for me. I’m having to process through a lot of emotion that I was not planning on dealing with.
I’ve questioned going on the Race…is it truly for me? Have I really been hearing from God? This isn’t just another “Hannah thing” to procrastinate the future, is it? Will God allow me to be fruitful? Doubt & inadequacy have filled my mind. Also, the things and people that I am leaving behind for a year. My fiance. My parents. My siblings. My nieces and nephew. My best friend’s first child. My family. My comfort.
This is harder than I thought.
This week I have been praying for a clear sign that could only be from Him. A sign that says yes or no for the Race.
Today, I got that.
I went to a local German restaurant with my grandparents for lunch. My grandparents are very well-known there due to how often they frequent this dining place. At the end of our meal, a lady in charge came to speak to them. My grandmother mentioned my Race to her nonchalantly. Before I knew it, I was being photographed, placed on a Facebook page, befriending the waitress [who also has a heart for missions], handing out cards for my blog, and being very encouraged. My meal was even paid for by the restaurant.
I needed this encouragement today. I needed to know that when I don’t have the confidence I need for myself, other people do.
The Lord works in so many ways to show us His plan. Who knew that a little German food would be His palate?
I sure didn’t.
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