My story starts off immediately with God’s faithfulness as my birthgrandmother
ran away from home to have my birthmother instead of aborting like her family
wanted. She gave my birthmother up for adoption a few days later and my
birthmother gave me up for adoption when I was two years old. My loving
parents raised me in a Christian home, actively a part of the local church. So
you can see that God’s gentle hand has already been with me thus far.
A missionary came to my private school and though I heard the Gospel many times by the age of 7, I didn’t really know what that meant for me until he spoke. I remember him holding up a box of cheerios emphasizing that many kids in other countries do not have a choice of what to eat for breakfast, lunch or dinner; many do not have the luxury to eat more than once a day. My heart stirred and I knew this is what God wanted me to do. So in that moment I knew God was real, I knew He had sent His Son to die for my sins, I knew that Christ was alive and His Spirit in me, and I knew there was a world that needed to know Him too. I knew He wanted to use me to tell those who haven’t heard the name of Jesus. It was a command, after all! Being a part of Girls In Action and reading through books on missionaries only confirmed that that’s what I wanted and needed to do. I was blessed to be adopted into a loving family and wanted others to be adopted into the Kingdom of God.
My faith was tested throughout the years and only grew through moving across the country, voluntarily switching to public school, my devotion to the fine arts, challenging mission trips in the community and overseas, choosing a career path, attending college, relationships with non-believers, finding God can use my artistic talents for His glory through summers in Haiti, spending time in Morocco and living in India, and most recently in marriage and support raising.
There have been so many times the Lord has made His Presence known and His calling clear. The more I commune with Him every day, the more I walk in the freedom of Christ. I’ve struggled with guilt, easily seeing the negative, and being my harshest critic, but the Lord has been good to me to see that His Grace is sufficient and His mercies are new every morning. We're heading to South Asia where many commit suicide due to their belief in reincarnation and worship gods without any hope in this life or the one after. God’s called us to reach a people group who were slaves and are oppressed, who are still slaves to sin and who have not yet heard the Hope found in Christ. Where the Spirit of God is, there is freedom!
A missionary came to my private school and though I heard the Gospel many times by the age of 7, I didn’t really know what that meant for me until he spoke. I remember him holding up a box of cheerios emphasizing that many kids in other countries do not have a choice of what to eat for breakfast, lunch or dinner; many do not have the luxury to eat more than once a day. My heart stirred and I knew this is what God wanted me to do. So in that moment I knew God was real, I knew He had sent His Son to die for my sins, I knew that Christ was alive and His Spirit in me, and I knew there was a world that needed to know Him too. I knew He wanted to use me to tell those who haven’t heard the name of Jesus. It was a command, after all! Being a part of Girls In Action and reading through books on missionaries only confirmed that that’s what I wanted and needed to do. I was blessed to be adopted into a loving family and wanted others to be adopted into the Kingdom of God.
My faith was tested throughout the years and only grew through moving across the country, voluntarily switching to public school, my devotion to the fine arts, challenging mission trips in the community and overseas, choosing a career path, attending college, relationships with non-believers, finding God can use my artistic talents for His glory through summers in Haiti, spending time in Morocco and living in India, and most recently in marriage and support raising.
There have been so many times the Lord has made His Presence known and His calling clear. The more I commune with Him every day, the more I walk in the freedom of Christ. I’ve struggled with guilt, easily seeing the negative, and being my harshest critic, but the Lord has been good to me to see that His Grace is sufficient and His mercies are new every morning. We're heading to South Asia where many commit suicide due to their belief in reincarnation and worship gods without any hope in this life or the one after. God’s called us to reach a people group who were slaves and are oppressed, who are still slaves to sin and who have not yet heard the Hope found in Christ. Where the Spirit of God is, there is freedom!
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