Well hello there friends, family, blog readers:


Last time we spoke (figuratively) I came to you in video form, my mom thought my eyes looked weird and that it in fact was a boring video (love you mom!) Okay she probably said it a lot more subtly, but still I’m going to wait until I have something more important to talk about before I ramble on video again, haha! I’m going to blame it on over-excitement over a new toy. Done and done.




 

Okay so a chapter of my life is ending. My term as Baptist Student Union intern is pretty much concluding tonight with the End of Year Party. I can’t believe how fast this past year has gone by, it really seems like just yesterday when I found out that I had this job. But that’s how it is in this life, for everything there is a season.

 

The next season of my life is the Race, training camp is in t-minus 24 DAYS! Whatever t-minus means, ha! Well as I am beginning to transition from one season to another, I am realizing how daunting of a task it will be to truly simplify my life! It’s just been a joking point up to now between friends – “yeah dude, I’m living out of a backpack for a year.”

 

Okay, I can’t even fit a fraction of my life into a backpack right now. I mean I may not be the best dressed girl in the town but I do like having my vast selection of cute clothes. I like having the option to straighten my hair or control curl my hair. I also like the makeup and the color coordinated flip flops. I really am a girly girl at heart. I like the lounge clothes and ponytail about half the time too, but do I feel pretty without the clothes, the hair, the makeup? Not particularly. I just blend in. I’m just another face in the crowd.

 

In all honesty, how I look should not be a concern as I am leaving for this mission trip. Give me a week long mission trip and I proudly rock the haphazard thrown together look. It’s a mark of doing something different. But 11 months of greasy frizzy curly hair. The same dirty wrinkled outfits that have been crammed in and out of my bag so many times. Melted off makeup. Let’s be honest, this worries me. I feel like such a spoiled American complaining about having to fit everything I need in a backpack for a year, when in all honesty, I will most likely have more in my backpack than entire families will own in other countries.

 

I expect to have my heartbroken this next year … to have my eyes opened to true poverty… to have my definition of true beauty be completely transformed… to truly realize how much I have and how little I actually need.

 

Samuel 16:7b

“God does not see the same way people see. People look at the outside of a person, but the Lord looks at the heart.”

 

I still need your help … to complete this next season of my life I need to raise $14,800 … I have already been graciously supplied with (last time I checked) approximately $4,800 in donations and pledges. That means just $10,000 left to go! Don’t think that number is too much for you to help … every dollar given is supporting my calling. If you feel led to support me financially, please click here! Thank you, your donation will change lives!