This sweet little post has been a long time coming and I’m practically dancing with excitement to share with you this little piece of news.
I’ve been called to go in so many aspects of my life. I am rarely a sit-by-and-watch person. I’m jumping at the opportunity for involvement, relationship, community, and growth. The World Race solidified this crazy mindset that throwing myself into a culture and learning about it through building relationships is actually a really good thing – a needed portion of my life. In the last year, six months, and four days I have sought adventure like my life depended on it.
I planned to go to the Philippines during the summer, but God had another plan: I spent three weeks on the Appalachian Trail with my friend, Drew.
Jamaica was the culmination of my 2014 travels and a one-year-reunion with some of the sweetest ladies I have ever had the privilege to do life with (and Amy’s wedding!) and I’ve been itching for something since.
I’ve tried quieting my soul and finding rest in being right here in this place and, honestly, I have – Rome becomes my little home in new ways as time passes. Relationships grow, adventures happen, and I am consistently drawn to the fire that grows here.
But part of me will always want to go, which is where you find me.
In the desire to go.
Remember Amy and Drew? They’re still two of the coolest people I know. They’re still planning on moving to Africa and adopting, but in the mean time they’re planning some trips, including one in June of this year.
It’s a 10 day excursion to Busia, Uganda and the Village of Eden where we will love on precious children, probably teach some Bible stories, and make tons of new friends.
And I’m going.
I’m still trying to wrap my mind around that little piece – I’m going. It seems so surreal and I’m honestly a little nervous. The first and last “mission trip” I ever went on was the Race – 11 months with 60 people I barely knew – so my knowledge and experience are far from conventional. It will be weird to be red from African dirt without Cait by my side or close by with her garden pants & Chacos and without seeing them all at the end, but it will be such an honor and such a blessing to see this place that has stolen Amy’s heart and to do something like this with ladies that I love so dearly from Rome.
Of course, money is involved. Right now we’re looking at $3,000 per person for the trip, unless flight costs decrease in the next few months. If you’re interested in giving, please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org or send a letter to 72 Hamilton Avenue Apt 1210 Rome, GA 30165
And, of course, God is involved. It would be amazing for you to pray specifically for this trip, for the people considering taking the trip, for the relationships we will build while we are there, and for God to just do what He does – show up, lead us, and grow His Kingdom.