It had been two days since my mission trip to Mexico and being in California visiting my sister wasn’t what I thought it would be. I had brought a stomach virus with me and as a result I was bound to my sister’s apartment. My days there were very emotional and I couldn’t understand the overreaction I would have when I thought of Mexico, I had not experienced these emotions on my first mission trip and couldn’t quite understand them. However, in my emotion I could feel and hear God telling me something was about to change in my life, something big was going to happen.
That afternoon I went online and immediately though of The World Race. I remembered speaking with Yemima, another missionary, about The World Race and being realistic about our possibilities. After about an hour of research, watching amazing videos and reading life changing stories something came over me. I couldn’t believe that The World Race was offering a Spanish route, it was everything I ever wanted. I ran to my sister’s room, fell to the floor and began to pray.
“God you said the harvest is great, but the workers are few so here am I send me, please send me! I want to go! I want to go! Send me, please God send me!”
I felt like that one kid in class that really wants to get chosen by the teacher to come up to the board and answer the question. I waved my hand, begged and just about jumped out of my skin with that prayer. After my talk with God I felt relieved, all the emotion I was feeling had been released and I had pored out my heart’s desire before God.
In that moment I realized my heart cried out for something bigger and better than going back home to Nashville. My mission trip to Mexico allowed me to experience cold showers, long walks under the hot sun, hard labor, and the power of God. It was a glimpse of what was coming my way.
I understand that the choice of going on a mission trip for 11 months and live a comfortless life doesn’t make sense to most people, but to me that just means I’m doing something right. I want to be a radicle believer, I want to shake the comfortable Christian life I’ve been living. I want to make a difference and I want to make Him known. It’s more then just traveling the world at the tender age of 22, and having amazing pictures, great stories and good memories. It’s about praying for the sick, sharing hope, showing love, and above all making God known… It’s never been about me.
