First I must say that I am BEYOND excited to be a part of the World Race. I constantly have to remind myself that this is REAL life, and that God had this planned for me way before I planned it for myself.
I grew up in Hershey, Pennsylvania – the sweetest place on earth! I have 6 of the best friends that a girl could ask for. We grew up together since kindergarten, and have been friend since. My parents worked for a school that housed children from underprivileged families providing education and more. Several houses are located on this school campus for children to live in, with a “mom” and a “dad” in each home. My parents were houseparents for over 25 years, and I had the absolute honor of living with at least 15 people in my house at all times. I learned at a young age that people come from different family lives, diverse cultures, a variety of religions and beliefs, etc. The one thing we all have in common is that we are in need of a SAVIOR. This world is ugly, but I believe God has called me to share His TRUE love. Not religion. Not rules. Not condemnation or judgment. But, LOVE and GRACE.
I moved to Florida when I was 18 to attend Southeastern University. I grew passionate about teaching and learned from the best professors who mentored me and shaped my view on education, as well as my faith. After graduating from college with a degree in elementary education, I moved to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. I lived in Ethiopia for a year working as a fourth grade teacher in an international school. This was the best decision I ever made, and my students and friends there have become so dear to my heart. I plan to return to Ethiopia in the future to live for a more extended period of time, God willing.
After my year abroad ended, I moved back to Florida to pursue a master’s degree in reading education at Southeastern University. I accepted a position as a graduate assistant at the university while furthering my education. While working in this office and taking classes, although such a blessing, I couldn’t help but feel like there had to be MORE to my life. I had heard about the World Race a few years prior, and found myself searching through pictures and blogposts more and more. After talking with a few friends who previously went on the race, I began to get nervous. Was this something I could do? Is God really calling me to do this? Can I pack a year supply of stuff in one bag when I normally can’t even pack for a weekend in one bag? But then God challenged me with my purpose here on earth. I am not here for me. I am here to serve others and to spread the love of God to the nations.
So, here I am going on this crazy adventure called the World Race! I’m nervous because I know this year isn’t going to be filled with all “pretty” moments. It’s going to be messy, uncomfortable, stretching, difficult – but I pray I will learn to sacrifice my own comfort for the sake of Jesus.
I hope you will all go on this new adventure with me!
