Well, were asked to tell a little bit about how we were called to the mission field…so here it goes.

This is kind of a tougher blog to write and I could give you the more people friendly version but after much thought I have decided that even though this will all be hard to write I am going to give the complete honest raw version of my life over the last year that led me to the mission field and particularly the World Race.
Last August I was suppose to go on a 4 month mission trip to Cameroon, Africa and about two weeks before leaving for the trip the trip was canceled due to many complicated factors, but now looking at them it was God at work fully in the choice not to go last minute. At the time it was a really tough thing mentally thinking for a year I was going to be going to Africa and then last minute not going to Africa. I at the time also had been dating a guy for almost a year, and it was a relationship that I loved, but came to realize now that I was idolizing the relationship and depending on him for things that only God could full fill. After many long discussion he and I decided to end our relationship leading me to a point in my life where I felt as though God was stripping me from everything that I found comfort in, and leading me to a point in my life where all I can say is I was very very sad and confused, and I am still working through the hurt of the situation. 
Due to the fact that I had planned on being in Africa for 4 months I did not look for a job while I was finishing my Senior year of college. So now here I was in a place where I was not going to Africa but I also was in a place where finding a job was a huge task due to the state of the government and the recession. I felt utterly defeated in everything and so confused and not angry at God but just at a state in my relationship with him that I had to fully believe “okay God I know you say that you do not give us more than we can handle, but I am feeling like I cant take much more”. I was in the dessert and searching and depending on God for a way out.  To not make this blog to long like some of my past ones, this last year has been a messy year of ups and downs ups and downs but I can with out a doubt say that this year through the bad the ugly and the good I have learned so much and grown more in the last year in my relationship with the Lord than I had since becoming a follower of the Lord. 
Okay I promise all of this is leading to “How I was called to the mission field” I promise! I had always told myself after the Africa situation, that I would not be doing missions anymore that I was just going to get a job here in America and that would be my mission field. Well God on the other hand had different plans for my life ones that I could not have ever imagined a year ago. I had been realizing that I did have a huge heart for missions and over the year I had realized that people still need to hear the word and the love and grace of God and it kept being reoccurring theme in my life that kept coming up. I had been praying a lot asking God where he wanted me to be and what he wanted me to do, and my friend Ashley brought up the World Race. I began researching it and fell in love instantly with the concept. I soon after applied and I soon after was accepted. TA DA here I am and how I was called to the missions. I was called to the missions through a series of events that now slowly but surely are making sense as to why certain things over the last year have occurred. As hard as this past year has been I just have fallen more and more and more In love with God. I am excited to see the huge ways that God works in the lives of the people that we meet over th next year in 11 different countries 🙂