IT has come to my attention that I have been an awful blogger: It's been nearly two months since I last wrote a blog! For that, I must apologize. Stick with me while I break my bad habits will you? Here's to a new start!
What's been on my mind…
Support.
I get caught here between wondering what I'm doing wrong, and asking God why He isn't blessing me. But the truth is, God has only called me to be faithful. He knows my weaknesses. My tendency to put things off or get overwhelmed. He also knows what encourages me. What makes me come alive. This trip makes me come alive.
God bought me a plane ticket.
Time and time again I have let the big dollar signs hang over me obstructing my view of the amazing things God has already provided.
My passport paid for.
A perfect fitting backpack.
A new lightweight sleeping bag.
A roomy tent.
A plain ticket to training camp.
Even the lime green spork I coveted from REI 🙂
They ask me: Why?
As I ride the ups and downs of preparing for the adventure of a lifetime, people ask my why I'm sure. Why do I believe I am called? Each time I feel this force push against me I only want to push back harder.
All in.
You see, I've decided to go ALL IN. If Christ is who he says he is, then shouldn't a person give up everything to have Him? There is no point to living lukewarm, in a dull haze. I want to THINK, LEARN, LIVE. I want PURPOSE over comfort.
I want LIFE over luxury.
I want JOY over treasures.
I've told the story many times now.
It started in 10th grade with a side comment to God that the ONLY calling I would never be willing to accept would be a missionary in foreign fields. I added that I even preferred picking up road kill as a career. We can question my possible brain injuries later- my point is, God did a 180 on me. It started with breaking my heart for the Invisible Children, and continued as I followed Jesus to Mexico, Venezuela and Santa Monica CA. I was coming alive. I was experiencing healing, community, love. It was good.
Once trust had begun to erode my fears I learned that I had a passion for travel that went hand in hand with a love of meeting new people and new experiences. I had a heart that was ever breaking for those who didn't know my Savior. I was able to look back and see that these things were in me all along, waiting to be unearthed.
Finding the World Race was like accidentally finding buried treasure.
I've continued to experience God's encouragement and provision in too many ways to count. I could try if you asked. Or you can take my word for it. I am called to GO. Fearlessly. I know it not with my head, but my heart. My soul.
I want to thank each of you for reading my blog and becoming a part of this journey with me. If you also desire to see me succeed in running this race (pun-intended) I'd like to ask that you consider clicking the "Support Me" button. Consider supporting me monthly. Consider telling your friends about my blog. Consider going on the World Race yourself! I am so excited to continue this adventure with you all-
Love and Smiles,
Leah <3
