Have a Little Faith!
I owe all of you huge thanks for supporting my mission trip this last month and helping me meet my goal! It really was down to the line. The pressure was REAL!!
Ever since I was accepted, I’ve had to remind myself God would pull through financially. The idea of having to ask people for $15,800 was mind-blowing at first. But no matter how shocked (or even how concerned) people were, I've had this surreal peace about it.
If you know me in person then you know that I'm definitely the type to worry about it. But, for some weird reason throughout the majority of this process, I had no worries. I knew that if I was accepted, if I've made it this far in the process, then there's no way that God won't provide for me.
That mindset was definitely in August. Even though it was being tested. God really drew out my patience this last deadline. Down to the very... very... last second.
It was quite literally 11:35 and I only had $95 left. I know that because my parents had asked with the intention of just paying it and calling it a night.
5 minutes after I told them to not worry about it because God would pull through, I recieved a donation from them fulfilling my amount. Now, I'll be upset about a donation but part of me was a little bit let down! I wanted to see how far God would take it. How far my faith would.
At 11:45 I got 2 final donations sent to me. Both totaling $95. Glory to God!!
Was I stressed? Yes!!
Was I worried? In some ways.
Did I ever think that I wouldn't make it? Not once.
Moral of the story is… a little bit of faith goes a long way in every day challenges. Being able to put my problems in the hands of someone bigger and stronger than me, (while it was hard) saved me. I don’t think that I would have hit my goal had I lost ALL of my marbles.
