Right now, I’m sitting in my dorm room at University of Maryland College Park, completely unable to focus on school. My heart never left the mission field, and now its just waiting for my body to catch up with it.
As a little girl, I always dreamed of being a killer whale trainer. Seriously, I was completely obsessed with these beautiful sea creatures. I would spend hours researching about things I could do to ensure a future career at Sea World. I pursued this well into high school, and thought I had everything planned out. That is, until I went on my first missions trip. My high school youth group went to the Czech Republic to serve, and my heart was seriously confused. For once, something other than killer whales stole my passion. And that something was people. People! How blind I felt, for people had been around me my whole life. But it took going to a different continent and stretching me beyond my comfort to make me realize that this life is not about me and what I want. The neat thing is that after I surrendered my life to Christ, my wants changed. He continues to speak to my heart about His desires for my life, and I try my best to listen and follow. The World Race is something that many people I know classify as “crazy”. But, being a Christ follower is crazy. Most of the things Christ did when He walked this earth were scandelous and against the norm. His love wasn’t understandable to a lot of people. I desire to follow those footsteps.
