If you made it as far as this blog post, you’re probably wondering where my inspiration to go on the race has come from. Funny as it is, it begins with someone else. One of my best friends announced his plan to go on race about a year or so ago. I thought about how awesome it would be for them and what amazing experiences they would share when they returned, but I looked at the idea of going myself and chuckled. “Not for me” I thought, and for months time, that’s what I believed.
This thought did not change until a few months later I began to be bombarded with bold messages about how as Christians we (I) am called to go. I kept feeling strongly convicted by these messages, but what really changed my thoughts was how much and how frequently I felt this way when I took these messages to heart. I remember one message in specific completely shifted my perspective on the idea of going on race.
In fact, I remember quite specifically which line in the message got me to consider reconsidering my perspective. I remember a well known speaker saying, “for some of us, we’ve just been waiting… and we need to GET UP and SEE what the LORD can do with our lives!” And at that moment I realized how passive I was actually being towards the will of the lord, and how lazy I was being towards acting on a specific calling. I was so passive as to deny where the lord was calling me and simply began to wait for the lord to do something else. The moment seems like it was yesterday even though it was a few months ago.
I look back and I am so glad I followed the call even if the timing of my answer seemed delayed. God has already blessed me so abundantly and shown me that he is faithful to his word. I have such passion for missions and I am so excited for what this journey will bring!
^This is a picture of me on a cliff under a monastery in Moldova…
