It is hard to explain, really, how exactly I got here. It wasn’t a one moment decision but rather a series of rumblings of the Spirit provoked by blogs, articles, verses, videos, quiet times, life events, prophetic numbers, and random conversations. It got to the point where I could no longer deny that this is where the Lord was leading me. I was doing this, come hell or high water, I was pursuing this through until the Lord altered my steps.
So here I am, ready to embark on this great adventure, preparing to have my mind blown, my perspective drastically changed, and my concept of God forever altered, likely magnified. I know there will be an awakening of eyes, mind, and in large ways the heart. I know it will push me further than I have gone before physically, spiritually, and emotionally. I know there is a specific reason why God finally said now, this trip, this route, and I look forward to learning why.
For now, however, my mission field is Dallas. That is where my heart, mind, and emotions will be poured out until I step on the plane for a new destination. Launching across the ocean will not be the start of a new mission to share Christ’s name or care for broken hearts but hopefully a continuation of a lifestyle I am trying to build (keyword trying- by his ever lovin’ grace) right now.
But back to the original question: Why the WR? Short answer: Because He said so.
