I’m going home again!
( Hopefully not until the end of May though. I still have 4 countries left to serve in.)
Here the deal I need $4,220 in order to stay on the race. The final deadline has already past but AIM is being flexible. I have so many stories about the miracles I have seen during this trip and some of those stories have to do with finances. Some of my friends have gotten the exact amount they needed to meet a deadline, at the last possible moment they needed it in by. Those stories give me chills. They get me excited to see just how much God is moving in people and providing. I hate asking for money so I am not going to. I do not need your money. I am not stressing over finances because God has already provided for me thus far and I don’t see him stopping anytime soon. All I need is you to be praying. Pray for the people left on my squad who need funding still. Pray that we continue to trust in Gods plans and provision for us.
I DO NOT PLAN ON GOING HOME EARLY AGAIN.
God is not done using me here.
Going home scares me. Thinking about leaving these people,places, and memories behind again brings tears to my eyes.
This month my team is doing Unsung Heroes. We get to travel all around the country and meet up with new people and ministries to get the word out about the World Race and possibly find contacts for future teams to help with. When meeting with these people and ministries we get asked many questions. I think their favorite one is
“What is the hardest part of the World Race?
We are used to this question by now.
Many of my squad and teammates would have the same answer. Without hesitation they would say “living in community.”
That is not the hardest part for me. Yes it can be hard sometimes because we are together 24/7 ,but honestly I usually love it. There are always people around to love, encourage, serve with, and pray with. We all have common goals and values and it is easy to build off one another’s strengths.
The hardest part of The Race for me was having to leave.
I can tell from the past two and a half months back on the field that I was right about God not being done with me. I think about all the lessons I have learned and people I have meet in Nepal, Thailand, and now Cambodia and can’t imagine my life without experiencing them. I look back at the ministries and ministry contacts and really miss them. I remember the names and faces of the children and the women in the bars and I pray for them. I remember their stories and am haunted by the things they have been through. I reflect back on my last team and the friendship and care they brought to my life. I look at my new team and am overwhelmed by the wisdom they have. I am amazed by how well they encourage, and how well they love. I am inspired by the way they pray. I am stuck by their ability to forgive.
There is so much out there these next four months. There are so many lessons not yet learned. There are so many stories not yet heard. There are so many people to meet. There are so many lives to touch.
Finances will not get in the way.
God told me to go …. now He is saying STAY.
