I made it to malaysia!! it’s beautiful here and I’m so excited to share what’s already happened but as I was praying for what to blog about this week, God put on my heart to ask my mom to share her perspective of this journey. She was so kind to comply and write a blog to share!
Mom: Molly asked me to be her guest blogger this week, so I am going to tell you about how this came to be from the mama perspective. In the spring of her junior year we were in the throws of what college are you going to, how to get the ACT up, get the resume looking good, how in the world are we going to afford this without you going into mounds of debt??? Lots of stress – not much prayer. So, Molly calls me one day and says, I had a dream about being on the mission field in a foreign country play in with little children. I replied, cool – you need to pray about that – rather flippantly I recall. We carry on with life and about a week later she was telling a coworker about the dream and they told her about the World Race. She had never heard of the World Race and then shortly after that she sees an advertisement for it on the internet. She reports this to me and I’m still very skeptical – but she is really intrigued. So, I played it cool and said hmmm we will have to see about that. I was worried that it was a scam or something. I mentioned it to a few people I know at work and they told me oh yea – I had a friend from college that did that. So, after about the third person I am beginning to think it’s not a total scam. Then I talked to my sunday school teacher about it. He had a niece that went (best thing that ever happened to her)- holy smokes okay this is a good program.
Molly applies in September of senior year – then the fundraising starts. $16,600 – really? That’s like a car! She said – mom – God has this. It will all be fine. Fundraising is a long story – but it was all fine – she was completely funded a month before she left.
It has been challenging and I have had more than a few nights of crying and asking God to comfort her and me (I couldn’t talk to her – so I wasn’t sure if she needed comfort or not – but I did). This adventure has required me to let her go and trust in God to keep her safe and reminding me that He is in control – not me. He has a plan for her life that is so much better than anything I could orchestrate or plan. I have to continually come back to that point when I start to fret and take back all my worries and doubts.
Another uncomfortable part of this is the parent vision trip – that is in February. Perry and I are going to India! It’s a 31 hour plane trip to get there! But we are going, how often do you get the chance to go to India – and see your favorite oldest child? I’m so excited!
