I fell in love with traveling two years ago when I spent the summer of 2019 studying in Europe. I was always such a homebody, never having much of a desire to go far. It was during my sophomore year of college where I randomly decided to apply to for a study abroad scholarship. Long story short, I found myself in living in eastern Europe. I spent some time volunteering with some family friends on their mission field in Greece at the end of my program. One of their daughters was a few months into the World Race, and this was the first time I heard about it. Ever since leaving there I knew I God was calling me to pursue something mission based abroad, but I had no idea what direction to take. I am a nursing student so I applied for an internship at a pediatric hospital in Tanzania the following summer, hoping that was what God was intending for me. The day I had to commit I remember praying and a little voice saying “right place, wrong time.” That was all I needed to hear to deny the job.
Now, a year later the idea of graduating and going into the work force scares me, but the idea of missing out on an opportunity like the World Race terrifies me. That desire to travel and spread the joy of the Lord is still very present and three months in Africa will be perfect amount of time for the Lord to work in me and through me.
After a lot of prayers and conversations I said yes (duhh obviously) and I have placed it all in the Lords hands, and I have never felt more peace:) I have no idea what the next few months are going to hold leading up to this journey and during it, but I do know the one who is leading my path, and that’s all I need.
I am looking forward to learning about new cultures, meeting new people, sharing the love and hope of Jesus with everyone I encounter and helping to the best of my ability!
