How I Was Called to the Mission Field

So take you way back I never thought there
would a day I would called a missionary.  The word alone always scared
me really. The idea in my head back then was completely different than
the image that I have now.
    In high school my freshman year I started going to this club called
Young Life and ended up getting really involved with it through out
high school.  I went to camp my freshman and sophomore year, then would
work at a couple camps later. I LOVE camp! So when I came to college I
didn’t have the time to lead or stay involved, which I would have loved
to do.  Playing two sports year round takes up a bit of time. The
opportunity for me to go back to camp arose this last summer. Which I
didn’t think I was going to be able to go because of summer jobs and
such, but there was one week set out in June when my area was going to
camp and I could make it! They needed some more people to work and I
loved serving the kids, because I knew how great the camp experience
for me. So I jumped on the bus and off to camp we went! Well at one of
the dinners a vote was taken if the campers would like to change meal
plans, instead of eating a 3 course meal we all would eat plain white
rice and the difference of the money that was spent would go toward an
organization for others who needed it. So during this meal there was an
intern that talked about what he had done in the past, which was The
World Race. He talked about it a little bit and I looked at one of my
friends at the table and said “I wanna do that!” Well at the time I
thought it was just a dream that would never happen. Something that
would be amazing but I would never be capable. I talked with the intern
later a little more about it. Over the summer and semester the thought
of going on this adventure would not leave me.  So I checked out the
web site and read blogs about what people were doing around the world.
I got the chills from pretty much every blog story I would read. I
wanted to be a part of this, even though I still didn’t fully
understand what I was getting myself into. So around the end of October
I thought, what harm could this do, what’s meant to be will happen, and
I started filling out the application. Then I had the phone interview,
which after the interview I was preparing myself for rejection. How
would I be able to do something like this? I have never done any type
of ministry, just worked at camps. I have never been a leader. So when
I received the acceptance I was beyond excited! Who am I to judge what
I am capable of, God has a plan for me and if I am supposed to be going
on this adventure he will provide the way.
Since that moment my world has been turned upside down.  Everything I
thought I knew I had no idea about. The way that I lived life before
was just coasting along. I wanted so much more than that, I just needed
someone to tell me and show me. This is something that I would have
only dreamed of going on, but now it is reality and I’m so excited to
go. The process of waiting and listening has been so good. Everyday is
a new day and I don’t now what is to come, but I know that God has a
path laid out for me and I am ready to walk it.