Hello, Friend.
It’s been an eventful minute since I last posted.
My best friend got married and emptied my tear ducts. I began my next two courses (Communications Major, in case you were wondering). And the Holiday season came out of no where, swinging it’s party-filled boxing gloves, full force.
Life is good.
Work is good.
God is so good.
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Then I think about the Race, and my heart beats a little faster. I think about packing, and a skip sneaks into my step. My heart is starting to overflow with excitement, but my brain says “There’s so much more to be done.” I have fundraising and inoculations to look forward to. I have people that I don’t want to think about missing while I’m gone. My over-thinking, hyper-prep-mode mind is charging full speed towards Stressville, when a still, small voice says, “I’m here.”
My heart calms, and my thoughts go quiet. “I am HERE.” I hear him speak – to me. Little ole me. How wonderful and mind blowing and glorious is it that the God of the universe declares his love over me? Not by stamping his signet ring on my forehead (although that would be a pretty sick tattoo), but by singing over me. By being my peace in times of trouble. By bearing my burdens and serving my heart’s desires – which He put there in the first place. “I know, let’s put her in Alabama. Homeschooled, yea that sounds good. Homebody – check. Now light a fire under that wanderlust. Yep. Good. Now give her a heart for the homeless and the hurting. Now make her hyper aware of my glory. There. It is done. Send her out – she’s ready to go.”
I am so ready to go.
So send me. And buy a Lion of Judah t-shirt. I designed them for this trip with some major assistance from Zack at Fund The Nations. (Thank you, Zack! You rock.) Fill out a contact form on this site if you want a t-shirt – don’t forget to include your size!
Peace and love,
Hannah
