If you were wondering what it feels like to be 23 days away from moving to another country for 2 years the answer is overwhelmed. If you were wondering what it feels like to need to have over $500 in monthly donations left to fundraise before you can buy a plane ticket to move to said country, that answer is overwhelmed and nauseous.
Can I just be honest here and say fundraising is not fun. I know that some people really enjoy this aspect of their job, but I am not one of those people. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE sharing with people what I am going to be doing. I just don't like the last bit of the meeting where I casually mention, oh yeah, I need you to help pay for me to do this. Because the thing is, I am passionate about what I am doing. I believe it is important in the Kingdom of God. I think it is a worthy cause to give you money... I just don't want to be the one who asks you to do that. And yet I think God has things to teach me in this process. I'm learning a lot about patience. I am learning about trusting God in action, not just in words.
As I was praying one night this week I began to just beg God to provide people who could lift me up and I remembered a program that we used at Crossgates to sign people up for 24 hours of prayer before our new season would start in the college service. I thought, "I wish I knew I had specific people praying for me daily." I know that some people do. But I don't know with confidence each day that someone has prayed for me. Imagine how confident that would make you. So I decided that I wanted that. Then I realized if I asked people to fast and pray for a meal once a month, and asked them to give the money they might have spent on that meal, then I would be incredibly close to my goal.
So for example, a friend would choose the 3rd of the month. For one meal on the 3rd of every month they would fast and pray for me. They would also sign up to do a monthly donation for $10 per month.
If 31 people were able to sign up for that then I would have $310/ month and one person for each day of the month. If 62 people signed up then I would have $620/month and would deb totally funded, and each day I would know that TWO people where specifically sacrificing a meal to pray for me and my girls. In some ways I feel like I am asking a lot of people, but I need a lot from people. I NEED your prayers. Each day I wake up thinking about all that I want to see God do during my time in Germany and I know just how much I need people to support me in that.
I have 1,824 Facebook friends. If 62 of them can partner with me I will be able to go. Able to do the thing I know God has called me to. So if we are being honest here, you should know that I am praying for the people reading this. I am praying that God would guide you as you read this. That if He leads you would follow.
But most importantly I am thankful for this. I am thankful that no matter how I get there, God is in this journey. He is in the process of getting to Germany, and will be with me guiding me once I get there. I am thankful for His unending faithfulness. Because no matter how weary I become, I can find my rest in Him.
English major friends, please forgive my terrible usage of commas. It is my deepest grammar struggle.
Can I just be honest here and say fundraising is not fun. I know that some people really enjoy this aspect of their job, but I am not one of those people. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE sharing with people what I am going to be doing. I just don't like the last bit of the meeting where I casually mention, oh yeah, I need you to help pay for me to do this. Because the thing is, I am passionate about what I am doing. I believe it is important in the Kingdom of God. I think it is a worthy cause to give you money... I just don't want to be the one who asks you to do that. And yet I think God has things to teach me in this process. I'm learning a lot about patience. I am learning about trusting God in action, not just in words.
As I was praying one night this week I began to just beg God to provide people who could lift me up and I remembered a program that we used at Crossgates to sign people up for 24 hours of prayer before our new season would start in the college service. I thought, "I wish I knew I had specific people praying for me daily." I know that some people do. But I don't know with confidence each day that someone has prayed for me. Imagine how confident that would make you. So I decided that I wanted that. Then I realized if I asked people to fast and pray for a meal once a month, and asked them to give the money they might have spent on that meal, then I would be incredibly close to my goal.
So for example, a friend would choose the 3rd of the month. For one meal on the 3rd of every month they would fast and pray for me. They would also sign up to do a monthly donation for $10 per month.
If 31 people were able to sign up for that then I would have $310/ month and one person for each day of the month. If 62 people signed up then I would have $620/month and would deb totally funded, and each day I would know that TWO people where specifically sacrificing a meal to pray for me and my girls. In some ways I feel like I am asking a lot of people, but I need a lot from people. I NEED your prayers. Each day I wake up thinking about all that I want to see God do during my time in Germany and I know just how much I need people to support me in that.
I have 1,824 Facebook friends. If 62 of them can partner with me I will be able to go. Able to do the thing I know God has called me to. So if we are being honest here, you should know that I am praying for the people reading this. I am praying that God would guide you as you read this. That if He leads you would follow.
But most importantly I am thankful for this. I am thankful that no matter how I get there, God is in this journey. He is in the process of getting to Germany, and will be with me guiding me once I get there. I am thankful for His unending faithfulness. Because no matter how weary I become, I can find my rest in Him.
English major friends, please forgive my terrible usage of commas. It is my deepest grammar struggle.
