Failed Dream
In many ways, it feels like a failed first few months in my designated country. I planned to spread the word about how evil human-trafficking is, I wanted to rescue girls from bad situations and teach them skills to make a living. Reality has really kicked me down - I can hardly have a conversation let alone make a speech about human-trafficking, can someone explain how I can rescue girls from a trafficking situation (in a third world country I've never been before??), and I don't know any skills to teach others (not ones that are sustainable for people living in… Read more >>
When Following God Feels Like Brokenness
God made it very clear that He wanted me to go on this mission to Africa. With the passion He poured in my heart, the confirmation of everyone around me, His whispers and shouts, and the thousands of dollars He provided me with in a matter of weeks – it was obvious. I’m called to Africa. The weeks before my departure for language study in France, reality hit me and I realized what a huge thing I was stepping into. I didn’t want to do it… But I felt God ask me, “Will you follow me?“ and of course I will God, I love you. So I left. I’ve been gone for eight weeks now, and though there are… Read more >>
Hinds Feet on High Places
Hinds Feet on High Places is a book I've recently read. In this story, Much-Afraid seeks God by going on a journey to the High Places, but along the way the Shepherd leads her to the Valley of Losses. There is a lot of heartbreak and loneliness and fear in this valley. She says, “How could one follow a Person who asked so much, who demanded such impossible things, who took away everything?” Like Much-Afraid, I am feeling loss – loss of my home, loss of my family, loss of my friends, loss of everything that is familiar. Going on the mission field for me very much feels like walking through the… Read more >>
If you had told me a year ago
If you had told me a year ago everyone God would place in my life and everything He would plant in my heart this past year, I would not have believed you. I think back on that late autumn night driving home with my mom. I got a text with the GoCorps website and read the anti-human trafficking strategist position open in Africa. I had never heard of the country before that, but with each sentence I read I felt my heart grow heavier and heavier. It was a simple and peaceful tugging from my Jesus. Prior to that I had so much in mind of exactly what I wanted in a missions position and in an… Read more >>