I am terrified, scared, broken.
I have no doubt that I am meant to go on The World Race, and I am meant to go on this route, and with this team. I am trying to give up everything to do this. I am leaving my family, my comforts, I am selling all the belongings I can, and digging into the ugly parts of myself so I can more wholly give to those I meet along the way. I am not saying these things to boast or glorify what I am doing, but so that I can share my story with you on this journey. It is beautiful, and it is hard. As of today I have 3,800 in my account. I needed 7,500 yesterday. I wonder if I am doing enough. Thoughts rush through me like “If you aren’t bold now are you really ready?”, and “you didn’t do enough, ask enough, or pray enough ,so you don’t deserve to go”. I am not perfect. There are nights I drink too much and times where I falter in my faith, but one of my squadmates reminded me of something recently. God used the imperfect the most. David had a man killed to hide his lust for a woman, Noah got drunk, Thomas constantly doubted Jesus and Peter even went to far as to deny Him.
God can use anyone. He can use me with all my imperfections.
2 Corinthians 12:9 says: “But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”
So please help me fulfill this dream He has given me. Share my story. Share your story! Donate and pray. You can donate by clicking “support me” on the left and top of the page. My deadline was well….yesterday, lol.
