" Take my dreams, come and give them wings"
I rememeber that night so clearly. It was April 2007, I was in a youth service in Atlanta, Ga and it was wayyy past my bedtime. I felt God call me to the ministry, it was on of the few times I heard God's voice out loud. It was not a loud yell it was a gentle soft whisper, almost calming. I remember crying because I was so mad. I dont want to be in ministry God! This not my dream, you can not call me to this! God, are you sure? All of these things went through my head at once. I was begging God to ask someone else. There was no way I could ever preach! People dont really even like me. All these were of course were lame excuses and that were no where near truthful! After that night, I began the long process of ok God where do you want me? Finally after countless hours of praying and worrying I knew. Missions. Orphans. Africa. After the first time I prayed and weeped over Africa, I was forever changed, my heart was broken for people who were hopless..
Now almost 5 years later, i will finally meet them. I have prayed and cried for these people countless times and now I get to go. I dont have to listen to other peoples stories about their experiences, I can finally experience them myself. I will get hold those children and tell them about a Father who loves them. And I cant wait. I have waited so many years and doubted God a couple times but as always HIs timing was way better than mine. Starting in July 2012 (with your help of course) I will begin my journey. The World Race. and i cant WAIT! GOD IS SO GOOD!!!
