Well….what had happened was. It all started about six months ago. My baby sister joined an organization called Youth with a Mission aka YWAM. Her first course was a discipleship training that ended with a 2 1/2 month mission to India. I was back home doing my thing, you know, caught up in the rat race of chasing the good ol "american dream". I was saving for retirement, working myself to death, hoping to eventually get my house with the white picket fence, my 2 1/2 kids and a baby daddy, of course, when "it" happened. God told me to go to Africa. Without hesitation, i contacted my friends in Mozambique and immediately started preparing to go. I had been on previous missions trip to Ukraine and Romania, but i knew this would be vastly different. I knew that this one would change my life, but I was ready for that. I was finding myself so discontent with what my life had become. I was passionately in love with God and serving Him, giving my money away to people that were in need, witnessing to people, and in a really good place, but God was asking me for MORE! As i was preparing for this mission i was given a book called "Radical" by David Platt. Can i just say that God's timing always amazes me? I immediately began reading the book, intrigued by the title. That's what i wanted, to be Radical! To break away from the "American Dream". God was depositing this desire in my heart. Needless to say, i couldn't put the book down. It completely rocked my world and turned it upside down. I was broken, humbled, and encouraged all at the same time. How could i not see how wrong I had been doing things? I see now. Africa was amazing. I all but begged God (ok well i did beg) to show me His plan for my future on this trip. He didn't . He waited until two days after i got home. I found myself looking at the pictures from Africa, crying, wanting to go back there, back to that life. I couldn't see me living the life i was living any longer. I didn't fit in any more. So, i pleaded some more. Show me God, I know there's more for me…ministry, missions. My heart was longing for the nations. Then i randomly (or NOT so randomly) was told about The World Race. My spirit did backflips! This was it, this was what God was calling me to. Give up your life, hopes, and dreams and come and follow me. I'm giving you the nations. Wow, really?!?! So here i sit. Ready to give up my career, my comforts, seeing my family, my pet, and so many other things that mean so much to me. I've had to ask myself over and over…is it worth it? Will you accept the call to live in Kingdom culture and not American culture? Will you give up everything to follow Jesus? Will you let selfish reasons stop you from obeying and walking in God's blessing? You are worth it Lord! Your kingdom is worth it! Your glory is worth it! YES, YES, YES, I say YES! I have so many ambiguous emotions about this new chapter in my life. But in the end, i have decided to follow Jesus, no matter the cost.
