I was 16 when God first told me that I was going to leap out of my comfort zone and into the reality of life. We were on our last night at an inner-city missions trip in Las Vegas. Everyone was worshipping God, praying to God, prophesying, crying, hugging, and just being drenched in Holy Spirit. A song was just ending and a note of silence went through the room. A little girl, no older than 10, came up to me and asked if she could pray for me. I said yes immediately! I got on my knees and she began praying over my life and for God to show up in every moment. Then she told me, "Open your eyes. I want to see your face when I tell you this." God showed her me preaching in the streets of Moscow. She clearly said she saw a type of temple with round orbs on the top in the background. Which later I realized is Saint Basil's Cathedral. I was completely shocked that a little girl could have so much faith in me actually doing this. At first I was excited but then I remembered that I absolutely didn't want to even go outside of the country; I brushed it off.
This last April God presented me the idea again of spreading His Word around the world. This time I grasped onto it. I grasped on because I just finished a huge time of healing and I told God that I will do whatever you want me to do next. I prayed and prayed and prayed over it. Two months later something came up for the World Race. I remembered my friend Robin Miller (Maiden: Maldonado) doing this a few years ago. First thing I see was a blog where they talked about having no expectations for the race because God is so much bigger than our imaginations. I wanted to have no expectations. Eventually I began the application process and got in! This has been the wildest and craziest ride of my life and it's barely begun!
Now however, I do have an expectation for this trip: God.
