Africa

So, most of you know that I am about a month out from my very first mission’s trip.  I am going to Cameroon, Africa.  I am very thankful for those of you who have so generously donated.  I have the best friends and family :)

Throughout this process I have been very excited about this opportunity and the only really stress I have had is the process of applying for my visa.  We had to be very meticulous with our applications and we had make sure certain information was provided in order to be approved.  Other than this, it has been a pretty painless process, up until recently that is.

Some of you know that I am not a huge fan of flying so the fact that I will be on a plane for 16+ hours is not something that I have been looking forward to.  However, I haven’t been experiencing much anxiety about it.  The other day though, I was on my way to APSU thinking about how in a little over a month I will be on my way to the other side of the world.  At first I was really excited.  Then, out of nowhere I was overrun with fear.  I got sick to my stomach and felt like I was running out of air.  I felt totally paralyzed by fear; fear that I would not be coming home from this trip.  As this thought settled into my mind, I started to cry.  I thought about never seeing Thomas, Gavin, Abbey, or my parents again.  I thought about how hard it would be for my kids to grow up without their mom.

I parked my car and just sat their trying to compose myself.  As I started to breath normally again, I got mad at myself.  I knew better than to let fear paralyze me like that.  I have had conversations with Gavin about this very thing.  He is afraid for me to go because he thinks that something bad is going to happen to me and I have had to remind him about faith.  We have talked about divine protection and have prayed and claimed that I will return safe and sound.  So, I felt like a hypocrite for letting that spirit of fear have such an overwhelming effect on me.

I have spent the days since reminding myself that my God is bigger than the spirit of fear.  I know His hand is on my life and is directing my steps.  However, I am human and flawed and I am feeling a little weak in this area right now.  So, I am calling on you guys to lift me up in prayer.  Pray for supernatural peace for me and my family.  Pray for confidence and faith.  I am having moments of doubt and fear daily now and I need your faith.

And pray for my family, especially Gavin.  He has had the hardest time with the idea of me leaving.  I know many of you will see him while I am gone so I am asking that if you do that you let him know that you are praying for me and my team’s safety.  Remind him of God’s power and protection.

Thank you again to those of you who have been so supportive, both financially and spiritually.  I would not be able to go on this trip if it wasn’t for you.  I thank you in advance for your prayers.

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