Fundraising

As of this past week, I was seriously contemplating dropping out of the race. The stress of moving back home after graduating and not having the same kind of community of believers has made it hard to become motivated to find financial provision for this trip. It has been a hard couple of weeks with readjusting to living with my family again, changes with my home church, not having many friends around and feeling like there has been lack of spiritual fervor not only with myself, but with others around me. I sometimes feel like there is something wrong with me because I have this passion for Jesus that I don’t see in the people around me. In all honesty, I have felt lonely, discouraged and I sometimes have felt myself becoming frustrated. 

During my time contemplating dropping out, I sent out a text to several of my friends asking if they would please pray that the Lord would give me clarity on whether or not this was the right time for me to go on the race. I had some good friends call me. They helped me to process my decision better and prayed for me. After praying and contemplating I remembered something my friend told me –  just minor trials before going on this year long trip. Satan doesn’t want me go. He doesn’t want me to come to a deeper relationship with Christ. He doesn’t want me to do anything that will further the Kingdom. He wants to kill my passion for Jesus. He wants to steal my identity that I have with Christ. He wants to destroy me in any way possible. He wants me to keep my mouth shut and put fear where there should be boldness. 

I will not back down. I am seeking the Lord and I am confident that this is where He is leading me. Please consider being part of something bigger than yourself. I ask for your prayers for financial provision. I have a deadline for $3,500 by the time I go to training camp on July 14. I need about $2,500 more to meet that deadline. After training camp I will need $3,000 more to get the o.k. to launch by September 1st. 

I know that God answers prayers. I asked the Lord that if He wanted me to go at this time, someone would donate. Little did I know that someone already had donated $100 that same day I was thinking about dropping out of the race. The next day I checked and knew that God wants me to go – not only because of that, but also because I felt at peace after having talked with friends and knowing that there were a lot of people praying for me.