“I’m ready, let’s just get this over with” I say while grabbing my jacket and heading for the door. My squad mates look at me with smiles, some of them with looks of confusion or suspense, all offer their support in a way only they can. I try not to look too deep into their eyes because I know if I do, I’ll change my mind, and I HAVE to do this. Finally out the gate,I look at Cici, thank her for coming with me and ask her if I really should be doing it. She looks at me with concern and before I let her answer, I hop in the car and say one last prayer to get out of what I just committed to. On the way to town, I’m counting all the reasons why this is a bad idea in my head, but I can’t turn back because I promised and I’m not one to break a promise. We arrive in front of the building, and I hold my head high like there’s no ounce of nervousness in me. I walk over to the chair, sit down, and wait for him to approach. I remind myself that I wanted this, and that it’s a good idea, but fail to fully convince me of what I’m saying. “This is it” I whisper to myself as I hear the unfamiliar buzzing in my ear. Soon I see it, lots of it. It’s so familiar and foreign all at the same time. Brown hair is everywhere, my brown hair. Soon the buzzing stops and I’m left staring at myself, a new version, in the mirror and I don’t know what to think. I’m trying to adjust to the new me, and all I can utter is “some promises require a sacrifice.”
That story isn’t true for me…YET. Let me explain before everyone starts to freak out. I haven’t cut my hair off, but hopefully by the end of the month I’ll be able to do it. Yes you read that right.
BY THE END OF THE MONTH, I WANT TO SHAVE HALF MY HEAD.
Why you ask? Because I refuse to leave the World Race without being fully funded.
I want to shave my head because I want to go home debt free. I don’t want to be in debt to AIM once my feet hit American soil, and in order for that to happen, I have to make a sacrifice. Some may say this is very extreme, but I think it shows how serious I am about this. I’m serious about the promise God made me when this whole thing started.
When I signed up for the race, God promised me I’d be fully funded. Obviously I didn’t think He meant it would come when it was down to the wire, but that’s what it’s come to. I know our God is faithful and He will provide like He has already, but I also know I need to do my part to help get in done. My fundraising journey has looked very different than any other I’ve experienced, and I’m thankful because I’ve learned so much and got to experience God show up when I was in total desperation for Him too. I’ve fasted, let go completely, depended on so many other people, and it’s brought me so far. Now it’s my turn to play a BIGGER part in my journey. It’s time for me to make a huge sacrifice for what I believe in and that is that God is faithful.
This “fundraiser” is going to look a little different from the others.
I’m posting this blog on a Thursday and will only cut my hair if all my money is in on TUESDAY (November 26).
That’s 5 days. AND I BELIEVE IT CAN HAPPEN. I’m stepping out in faith and asking God boldly for something big and believing He will show up. I will be in constant prayer those 5 days asking, praying, and believing this will happen. Join me in that. Pray with me, believe with me in what some may call “impossible.”
Along with the power of prayer, I need your help to make this happen. Share this blog with others. Tell them my story, how I got to the race, and stories from my journey. Whether you agree with me cutting my hair or not, I’m asking for your help. I’m asking for you to trust me and trust God and the promise He made me. I currently need $2,395 to be fully funded and I’m praying for every last penny to be in on the 26th. Donate, pray, share, whatever it takes for this to happen. I won’t check my account until the 26th so there will be no updates throughout those days. Help me do something BIG.
