I do believe you picked the wrong girl……….
I don’t make mistakes; I know where I want you.

What about my family………….
Their in my hands, like they’ve always been.

11 months is a long time, I’m not ready for all this………. 
I will prepare you.

$14,800  is a lot of money……….
I’ve called you… I will provide. 

What about Morgan……………. 
I’ll hold her in my arms and take care of her, like I’ve always done…. Morgen is not your responsibility, she’s mine.

What about grad school…………
Its not time for you to go to grad school.

I have a life here, responsibilities, things I need to do……………
I have things I need you to do elsewhere.

I’m just not ready…………
Quit making excuses and running. What will it take for you to let your guard down and follow me whole-heartedly. I’ve called you… now Go. Quit running from me and my plans for you and your life. Just Go…

 

“You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to GO and bear fruit— fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. This is my command to you: Love each other.”
John 15: 16-17 

I’ve always put God and his plans for me on the back burner. I’ve always found some excuse and reason not to pursue where God truly wants me. I’ve known God was calling me to the mission field, but never did anything to pursue his calling. It has always been too much for me to handle. It always seemed like a cool idea, but never something I truly thought I’d ever do. I never thought I’d be leaving everything I had behind me for 11 months to serve others long term. But here I am. I’ve always had a passion for mission work; in fact, it’s the one thing that I truly love and am happy doing. I will graduate college in May of 2012 and I have no clue what I am to do with my life. Recently, God placed a burning passion in my heart to pursue a long- term mission position, somewhere. When trying to figure out where to go with this passion, I ran across The World Race. I had heard of the World Race before, but had never really looked into it too much.  The World Race always seemed “out of reach” to me. It looked like an amazing trip and opportunity, but was too much for me. In October, a close friend of mine encouraged me to apply for the trip, so I did. Not thinking to much about it, I went through the interview process and got accepted. For three weeks I struggled on trying to decide if this was really something to pursue. Yes, I wanted to go, by all means, but my fear was that I was doing this trip just as an escape. Just to put off going to grad school, and do something fun, that I wanted to do, not what God was calling me to do. I felt like this was something I wanted to do just for me, not because God was leading me to this trip or calling me to this next chapter in my life. So for three weeks I prayed. I questioned every thing possible, talked to close friends, and came up with every reason not to go. But regardless of what I did, I could not escape the burning in my heart. Finally, after searching and praying for answers, my placement on this trip was confirmed. Some people have called me crazy, some think I’m stupid and wasting my time, but regardless of everyone’s thoughts, in August 2011, I’m leaving for 11 months to be apart of the race God has set out for me.

 
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.”
Hebrews 12:1