I’m going to share a bit of where I’ve been at mentally, emotionally, and spiritually this past month and what Jesus has shown me through that.
So, for the past week or so, each time I have prayed over my fundraising, the Lord has placed it on my heart to ask him for an anonymous donor. Today, when I got online to start writing a blog, I noticed that my fundraising summary was different. $1,000 different and all from an anonymous donor.
Asia has been hard for me. Like really hard. Maybe it’s missing home or the holidays or the fact that we have wifi now and can see what is going on at home almost 24/7. Whatever the case may be, I haven’t been in the same headspace I was in in Swaziland. It has been hard for me to really love doing anything outside of ministry. Talking to and hearing from the Lord has been a struggle. I have prayed and cried and doubted and for the longest time, I wrestled with the idea that the Lord wouldn’t come through with my fundraising. I thought I must have misheard Him when He called me to go one the race. I would sit in my bed and tell myself that even though He got me through Swaziland and my first month in Asia, He wasn’t going to let me finish the race. Did I ever ask Him about that? Nope. I came up with all of that on my own.
But God knows that. He knows every reaction I will have, good and bad. He knows every step I will take. He knows exactly how to get my attention and call me back to Him. He knew that I would see the numbers on my screen and call my teammate over to my bed so she could stare at my laptop with me. He knew that my hands would shake and my eyes would fill with tears. He knew she would look me in the eyes and say “Klen, you’re supposed to be here.” He knew I needed that reminder today. He is faithful and He is good.
To whoever sent the donation, thank you and thank you for letting the Lord work through you.
