I could tell you about how God audibly spoke to me and said “Morgan, you are to sell everything, quit your job, leave your family & friends, and go on an 11 month mission trip to 11 different countries”, but I would be lying. I could tell you how a neon sign appeared over my bed as I was praying one night that read “Morgan, you need to go on The World Race”, but that would be a lie too.
No, the way God called me to go on The World Race wasn’t some over the top…no one is going to believe this… production. It was a small calling that He had placed on my heart several years ago. A calling, He nurtured into an overwhelming passion in my life.
As 2012 was fast approaching, I started to think about this new chapter of my life. How I longed for a new year and an opportunity for a fresh start. As I was praying one night, I asked God “What do you want from my life?” I had been feeling this sense of complacency lately and I knew He was using that to try to get my attention.
I opened my Bible to Matthew 9:37, “Then He said to His disciples, The harvest is plenty but the workers are few”. That one verse brought me to tears. I knew He had called me to missions, but is this really the time He had been preparing me for?
Over the next several weeks, the complacent feeling only got stronger. I began to see videos on youtube dealing with human trafficking, orphans, and those who’ve never even heard about the one true God. My heart broke for these people.
I began to see, that God requires more from me than my comfortable Christianity.
There wasn’t a church service I attended, a song I listened to, or a Bible verse I read that God didn’t use to speak to me about missions. I can’t even begin to tell you how many people randomly started saying things like, “Morgan, Have you ever thought about mission work?” I knew God was making it crystal clear to me that He was calling me to serve Him through missions, I just wasn’t sure how.
I had heard about The World Race through my friend, Lia Frederick Parker. She was part of the July 2010 squad. I had followed her blog for the year she was on the mission field and got to hear even more incredible stories of what God did during her time on The World Race, when she got home. I was always so amazed to hear how God had moved in her and through her.
One night, I decided to go to Lia’s World Race blog site and read her blogs again. Three hours later, after reading her blogs, watching World Race videos, and reading the blogs of people currently serving on The World Race…I knew exactly what God was calling me to do. I wish I could tell you that I applied right then & there, and completely submitted to His call, but that’s not how it happened.
Over the next few days, I started giving God every excuse in the book as to why I couldn’t go on The World Race. One by one, God kept shooting down my excuses and revealing to me more and more why I could.
Finally, I got quiet. I stopped giving God all of my lame excuses and decided to start listening to Him.
God placed a peace in my heart about The World Race that I can’t describe. I knew the only thing that would satisfy me was to be in His will & do what He created me to do! I want to seek out justice for those trapped in human trafficking, hold orphans in my arms, feed the hungry, and shine the light of Christ in places some would call “unreachable”.
I want to be right where God wants me!
“Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy spirit” –Matthew 28:19
“Learn to do good; seek justice, help the oppressed. Defend the cause of orphans. Fight for the rights of widows.” –Isaiah 1:17
