5 Years

5 Years ago with the advice from a friend of mine I came to fuel for the first time. I still remember that day. It was the first day of fuel not being in the baptist building. We got kicked out because of hurricane Katrina, and they were using rooms for people who needed housing. That day we met there, then took the kids to the park to do fuel on location there. I remember being nervous. I met a few kids, but they seemed standoffish and I didn't think I was going to fit it. I didn't know what I was doing. Then I met Melanie. She just talked and talked and I just got to know her. After that, I felt comfortable. I started meeting people, and getting to know them and it was great. 5 Years later, here I am. It's different now. I've grown, changed. Fuel has too. I serve at Alive now too. The girls I met that first time, are now some of the girls in my life group. 5 years. I can tell you I didn't think I would be a leader 5 years later, but here I am. wow. Sometimes I have to just sit back and think of all that God has done. In 5 years... look at what happened. wow

Passion

Hello friends,

Well I have not written here for a while. I am back from Colombia. It was a great trip. It had it's ups and downs, but I think anything would. My favorite thing we did over there was purity seminars. We got to speak on why women should wait to have sex until they are married, and broke the silence that was keeping them chained to their sin. By us speaking, they could speak out. Read more on this HERE But I really did enjoy the trip. One of the biggest things God showed me, was how much my heart is in Africa. I've never been there, but I feel so connected there already. Every day I think about going and serving, holding babies, speaking hope to the broken, loving. It's crazy to think about, but I have never been this set on going anywhere. God has called me so many places before, but I have never had them this embedded in my heart before.

I can tell you that a year and half ago I never would have thought I would be going. I remember in DLA they would ask people who wanted to do long term missions to come up and get prayed for. I would never go because I wanted to stay here. I didn't want to do missions. I thought it's cool to go places for like a week or two, but nothing longer. Now as this time is drawing closer to my trip (it's a year away but I know it will go by so fast) I feel that I could be okay with staying. If God told me to stay there, I feel now I would be okay with that. Wow what a heart change from a year ago. I am so excited and so ready.

But I'm not ready. I do not know which organization, or who I am going with. But besides that, I am ready. I am getting information right now from several people and organizations, and my goal is to know by the end of the month. I think the trip will cost between 3,500-5,000. But I am not sure. Money does not scare me, because I know God will provide.

Although this passion has been awakened in my heart, my heart has still been heavy lately. I've been hurt by some people who were close to me this week, and disappointed in others. It's hard to not have expectations of people. I am trying to let go, but I still feel very hurt.

On a brighter note, I got an espresso machine for $5 today. I am so excited to make my own coffee drinks.

Those are my random thoughts...