Clearly I might be the worst person on my team about blog posting. I promise I’ll update more than once a month from now on. Pinky promise. Anyway, as I’m sure most racers would readily tell you, fundraising is quite intimidating. Super scary. Especially when you live in an area where people don’t want/won’t wear your t-shirts, or “could make your bracelets themselves for free”. So those are out of the question no matter how badly I’d like them to work. Since I clearly am the worst procrastinator EVER, I’ve had my fundraising letter typed in the back of my car, waiting patiently for me to personalize and mass produce to send off to all of my potential supporters for about a month and a half now. Whoopsies. I personally blame it on my laziness and the fact that I have at least one 1,200 word paper due a week for my American Lit class. Excuses, excuses. I know 🙁
But to my credit, I have already met with one person and gotten a donation, and am having a meeting with my towns Optimist Club in the morning. Hence why its 11:00 pm and I’m writing this. I got online to get some information and go over my “Script” to make sure that I sound like I know what I’m talking about in the morning. I am SO nervous. I don’t do well speaking in front of people. Especially rich, important people that I don’t actually know, that could potentially make a huge impact on my fundraising progress.
So here I sit. A little nervous, a little excited, a little restless trying to prepare myself. I’m remembering my LORE training and the bible study we did at the beginning which uses scripture to explain that fundraising is biblical and part of the journey. While that bible study gives you clarity and peace of mind about what you’re doing it most certainly doesn’t make it easier. I think I’d still rather just walk to the Philippines than ask people for money. That’s mostly just because I’m so stinkin proud. But its time for me to put that away. God has not given me a spirit of fearfulness or a spirit of nervousness. So what if not one person in this room tomorrow is led to support me? So what? They are not my provider. Christ is. And while I’ll be discouraged if no one chooses to support me, my God is bigger than those men. My God WILL provide for his calling in my life. He WILL make a way and so I am unafraid. I will go in with the excitement and joy in my heart, apparent on my face as I share my story, my journey, and my calling in Christ with these people and I will pray for God to open their hearts to be receptive of what he is calling them to do. Then, I’ll do the hardest thing I think for me personally, and I will leave it completely in God’s hands. I will give it all to him and let his perfect will continue to shape my journey.
So please, pray for me tomorrow brothers and sisters, as I go before my possible supporters. Pray first and foremost for Gods will to be done and for me to be able to accept it, no matter what it may be.
Also, prayers that I’ll get those blessed letters out this week. I’m thinking they might be the death of me.
Annnnnd I promise I’ll update again next week. I was a bit vague about myself before. Maybe I’ll share a bit more about me? Maybe not. It’ll be a surprise.
God Bless!
Sincerely yours,
The Breakfast Club
