He gave me $3,000 and more

It was July 28th, I was thousands of miles from home and just 1 week from launch. Curious to know where I was at, I checked my funding account and my bank account. What followed was something that can only be described as an epic meltdown. Cue the tears, the anger, the frustration, the questioning. 

 

“Did I hear it wrong?” 

“Is my timing off?”

“Am I really supposed to go?”

“What if I never go on the World race?”

“What will I tell people?” 

“What am I going to do?! I don’t have a job, car, phone … I’m practically homeless!”*

“HOW am I going to raise $4,000 in 1 week!?”

 

After having a pity party for a few minutes I got up and went in search of the friend I was visiting. “I don’t want to think. Let’s go out” 

“Where?”

“I don’t care. I just…don’t want to think. Let’s go do something” 

 

We loaded up in the car and went out for dinner followed by a drive around downtown LA / Santa Monica Pier. And in true Molly style, I sat there bitter and frustrated for the entire dinner and most of the drive. It wasn’t until my friend started to get frustrated by the traffic that I decided to do something stupid to make her laugh. And so I sat there, windows rolled down, waving at strangers on street and blasting my favorite songs. 

 

The goal was to make her laugh. Instead I laughed myself happy as I waved at strangers and danced like an idiot to my songs. By the next morning, I was confident that God would provide. I knew that I was going on this trip and I knew and EXPECTED God to make a way for it to happen. In my quiet time I had flipped open to Isaiah, and found a scripture that grabbed my attention in Isaiah 7. Armies were coming up against Israel planning on destroying the nation and claiming it as their own; and the Lord God was promising his people “It shall not stand, nor shall it come to pass.” We see lots of promises like this throughout the bible, no biggie. But what came next is what made me stop and reread. “If you shall not believe, surely you shall not be established.” 

 

After reading that I had to stop and ponder it for a minute. Here God was making a promise to his children to protect them and make them an established nation, but if they didn’t believe that promise — then it would NOT come to pass. How true is that with us too? God’s already promised us many things, from health to salvation. And what falls under that umbrella of promises? Provision. 

 

Time and time again God has promised to provide for us, and time and time again we doubt those promises. Yeah, I’ve struggled with believing for healing before, and even went through a time when I doubted my own salvation. But believing his promise for provision? Yeah, I’ve failed that test more than any else. But this time I had something incredibly motivating, that was going to force me to break through my own barricades into a place of trust & faith in him. 

 

He was going to provide. He WAS! He had to. He told me to go, so that meant he was going to provide. And provide he did. 10 minutes after I declared my faith and belief in him to provide, an email popped up with a donation. My first donation in weeks. Just like that my fundraising amount began to decrease. I whipped up a post and began blasting my needs across the web, because unless I told people about my need, how would anyone know? How would anyone know of the opportunity I had, for them to invest into God’s kingdom — If I didn’t share it? 

 

Let me tell yall, within hours I had several hundred dollars. I began praying for my fundraising event the following Monday for a large turnout and generous givers, with a willing heart to sow into the kingdom and my ministry. By the end of Monday night, just 3 1/2 days later $2,000 had been raised. With just 3 days to go and $2,000 still needed, people began asking what I was going to do? Clearly I didn’t have the funds, clearly I wasn’t actually going on the trip. Right? I mean, how could I when the $10k was a firm deadline and here I was 3 days out and still 2k short? 

 

But God! By Friday morning, SEVEN DAYS after my emotional breakdown, I had raised a total of $3,250!! Donations were coming from every corner of the US, from people I never expected to donate. Even better – from people I didn’t even know! My family and friends had rallied around me spreading the news of my trip and praying for me and my trip. As a result, the Lord moved on the hearts of those around the country and suddenly I had enough funds to leave. The World Race staff, gave me permission to leave despite being a few hundred under the deadline. 

 

And now I’m here, sitting in the Atlanta airport surrounded my hundreds of World Racers all eager to board the planes that will take them to their first ministry site. First stop for Molly? Belgrade Serbia! Who cares that we’re hanging out for 12 hours before boarding, all the more time to process this last week.

 

But really yall, I’m excited and SO thankful for everything God’s done in the last week. In SEVEN days he brought in over $3,000! Guys, that’s incredible!! I’m blown away by your generosity and prayers! THANK YOU! And can we all just take a second and praise God for his goodness, his provision and his blessings? 

 

In a few more hours (eight) I’ll be boarding a plane bound for Turkey, where we’ll switch planes and fly out to Serbia. I arrive in Serbia late Tuesday night, or afternoon for those back home. We’ve got an 8 hour time difference and internet will be available about once a week. But I’ve decided to take a 6-week detox from social media / internet. With that said, I’ll still be blogging and on my email for about an hour each week, so feel free to message me on here or email me at [email protected]

 

Love ya! 

-Mols 

 

 

 

*I know my Mom would let me stay with her, but that wasn’t really an option for me – because I was DETERMINED to go on the World Race*