“I will never go on The World Race! I Can’t!” I don’t know how many people I said this to, But I know I said it a lot! I knew better then all them, I knew someone with one leg can’t go on a mission trip for 11 months. I knew with my weak back and my achy hips I wouldn’t make it. So I tried to find an “easier” job in missions but God had another plan for me.
It all started when I went to visit one of my best friends Jen and her family down in Georgia in the fall of 2013. Jen’s husband Andy started working for Adventures in Missions back last March and Jen started shortly after that. I had heard a lot about this amazing organization over the years from Jen but after just hanging out for the day at the office I fell in love with AIM and I knew I wanted to be apart of it some how.
When I returned to New Hampshire I could feel God preparing me to leave the state that I love. I never had desire to live any where else or even to travel much but now I could feel a passion to work and move for God. So I applied for any openings I could at AIM. After a few applications I found out that most jobs were for World Race Alumni. That’s when me going on the Race was first brought up but I shrugged it off even my friend Jen agreed with me that it wasn’t for me.
So for a few weeks I kept asking God what was his plan for me. I knew he didn’t want me to stay in my comfort zone I had built for myself. I knew he wanted me to take a leap of faith to serve him full time but it just couldn’t be the World Race.
Jen and I after She Kicked my butt up a 4000ft Mountain
Then one day that same best friend who agreed that WR wasn’t me message me and told me maybe I should apply. This made me feel almost betrayed, she was suppose to be on my side. She knows my weakness, she knows it would never work. But now she’s telling me to give it a shot!
God didn’t let me sit with these feelings for long. The next day right in my moms kitchen he brought a women who told me about people who have done the Race with health issues and even though they didn’t finish their races, the Journey had changed their life.
After meeting this women I broke down and just prayed simple to God that I would apply and leave it in his hands. That I knew if he were to lead me on the race he would also carry me through.
I know its crazy but a wise man once told me its better to look crazy to the world and be living fully for God then to have a “normal life.”
So now I’m selling almost everything I own, giving up my apartment, and quitting my job! I’m crazy, terrified, and excited to see what God has planned for me on this Journey!
