So there are only 91 days left in 2018. 91 days!! It feels like the time has flown.

I point this out because I remember the start of 2018 and making all these promises to myself that I would make 2018 an amazing year. I knew I would finally lose the weight I wanted to. I knew I would find the job I needed. I knew things were going to make a turn for the better. I would even be better about blogging in 2018.

And while yes things are good and some areas have been improving, there are still things that haven’t worked out the way I thought they would; but thankfully there is still time. 91 days to be exact.

So with this thought in mind I stumbled across Rachel Hollis’ #last90days challenge. For those of you who don’t know, Rachel is the author of “Girl Wash Your Face” a book about the lies that we let control our lives. Well Rachel is all about people being the best they can be and she sees the last 90 days as a time to push for those goals that we stopped pushing for back in February. Here’s the exact description from her website:

21 days to create a habit, 90 days to change your life

What if you committed to living your last 90 days of this year as hard as you are committing to living the first 30 days of the new year? What if instead of a downhill slide into 2019, you are ramping up!

I want to commit to making a change in the last 90 days. Sign me up. So that’s what I did. I signed up to receive motivation and encouragement with her challenge.You can sign up to if you’d like, it’s as simple as clicking this link.

I’m going to try and post some of the things she shares that really speak to me. And I’m going to work more on making sure I post at least weekly on here. I’m actually working on my blogs from my time in Africa, so keep an eye out for that.

So that’s where I am. I’m looking ahead and trying to make sure I don’t slack off but push to be the best I can.


When things seem to be falling apart

This has hands down been the hardest fundraising time I have ever had.

I knew as I did more and more fundraising it’d get harder and harder. I started off so strong. It was so amazing. I would do a little research and find some platform to use and I would work my butt off and the money would just come.

Each dollar would give me more hope. Each donation would be that little bit of encouragement I needed to keep pushing. And that’s what I would do. I would push and push until I was fully funded. And every time it worked.

This time around it didn’t seem to matter how hard I would push. I would push and push and nothing would happen. I would watch videos and research everything I could online trying to figure out ways to be better at fundraising. I would try and share my goals with everyone and anyone who would listen. And sometimes I would get a little response, but most times it was crickets. And the final deadline came and went and I didn’t have enough money to go.

I started listening to a new sermon series about Elisha where he told the king to strike the ground with his arrows. While the king did what he was told he didn’t finish it. He only shot the ground 3 times. But there were more arrows in his quiver and he was never told to stop.

When the king stopped Elisha got mad and let him know that because he gave up he would not receive the full victory he could have had. It struck me, I don’t want to miss out on this trip, these people, my mission just because things are getting hard and I want to stop.

I may have moments of doubt. But this doubt is just going to be a place where my faith can grow. And a little bit of faith is all I need to keep pulling the bow.

So with that in mind I kept pushing. I kept praying. And God kept confirming that I was doing what I was supposed to. I couldn’t just stop shooting the ground because I felt defeated. I had to keep shooting until my quiver was empty.

And thank God I did. I didn’t and haven’t given up. And I’m still not fully funded. But God is providing. And I still get to board that plane in just 4 days.  I’m not going to miss out on the mission He has given me. And I’m not going to stop shooting my arrows.

There is a need

I feel like my blog right now is just me talking about fundraising. And it’s true. My last several posts that’s all I’ve talked about. And there is a reason for it, because that’s all I am doing right now. It seems like that’s my whole life. And it’s super stressful. And this is a great place to get everything off my chest.

But in thinking about it I haven’t shared a lot about why sending me is the right reason to help. This one will be about that, why I’m going.

First and most importantly: to share Jesus. My church partners with some amazing locals in the area where we will be working. We will be partnering alongside them to share the love and message of Jesus. One of the ways we will do this is by joining and sharing in the weekly Bible studies that they run. They have two specific ones that they have asked us to join. One is a women’s group and one is a mixed group held in a local market place.

The second reason is they need women who are willing to go. While there I will be working with a home for women coming out of trafficking. And really it should say home for females because the age range goes much lower than what you would consider as a woman. There are girls there.

We will be offering a class to the young women at the home who will soon be having children. We will have a RN with us and she will lead the class. The women of my team will be helping in every way we can. We will be encouraging the women and showing them the love that they so need.

Thirdly, we will be working with handicapped children. The more people there the more children we will be able to help. There is a farm in Zimbabwe that has horses and they offer a therapy for the kids. But it takes at least three people per child. These children may not be able to walk or may have health issues that limit their mobility and this may be the most activity that they get that day, week, month, or even year.

And last but not least we will be installing a water filtration system in the orphan village. Clean water is so important!! I can’t even stress it enough. So many areas of the world are suffering from contaminated water. Something as simple as clean water can prevent disease which keeps people working and making a wage. It can also keep patients down at clinics.

So there it is. These are the reasons I need to go. And I can tell you based on experience I will get to do so much more than this and I can’t wait!

So if you would like to help me get there and help in all these ways it’s as simple as clicking here.

Fundraiser update

You're invited to an

My donation chart is filling up! Every time I check off a box it gets me so excited.

But I still have over half way to go and I don’t have a lot of time to get there (10 days to be exact). So please prayerfully consider picking a box. And also consider helping a friend out and sharing my fundraiser.

Every dollar goes to helping at the orphan village in Zimbabwe.

Faith Stories 2

The struggle with being unemployed is real.

So many times people ask me what I do for a living and I tell them I’m a missionary. What I don’t tell them is that my missionary status is not full time, so that means I have no actual income coming in. When I fund raise it is all for the organization I’m going with and nothing for me.

So I work, and when I say work I mean I WORK, probably harder than I have with any other job, but I don’t make any money. Not one dime.

I have helped build a home. I’ve worked on a coffee farm. I’ve taught at a school. I have helped build an ice skating rink. And none of that even holds a candle to the work it is to raise almost $40,000. But none of that has come with any monetary compensation.

While on the field, it’s not a big deal. I’m so excited to be where ever I am. I’m so happy to see the faces of the people I’m helping. Money just doesn’t even matter to me.

But then I come home. And here in America it is the WORST not to have money. Almost everything costs something. Even the free stuff I have to pay for gas to get there. I’m bombarded all the time with ads and posts that make me want to purchase something. And don’t even get me started about driving past one of the places I used to love to buy food from.

So needless to say, this sucks.

And what makes it even worse is the pressure that I get from others. I can’t tell you how many times I get asked why I don’t have a job. How in the world am I supposed to know that? I apply to jobs, ones that I’m qualified for, ones that I’m not. I’ve even applied for part time seasonal work only to be flat out rejected. (Thanks Target)

I have interviewed with so many companies about getting back in with insurance. And every time they are so excited about getting me in the door and then BOOM nothing. And what’s most surprising is the amount of companies that don’t even bother getting back to you. You are a corporate company; there should be an expectation of a response.

I don’t really want to get back into insurance but that is the only industry that is even looking at me. I apply to all these nonprofits and they won’t even give me a chance. But that doesn’t mean I’m not still trying. I make an attempt every day to apply to at least one job.

So I apply and apply and apply with no results. But you know what? God keeps providing. I am not missing paying anything I have to pay for. I’m still getting the opportunity to travel and work with missions. And somehow I always end up with enough money to pay for the items I need like shampoo.

God is with me in this. And as much as it sucks going through this time of need I am reminded daily that the Lord provides.



Matthew 6:25-34

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?[a] 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin,29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?31 Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. 34 “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.


Oh yeah, and this right here.

How do you choose?

So many people ask me if I’m going to go into full time missions. I mean I am overseas on a regular basis. I love missions and I want to go on every trip I hear about.

But every time they ask I have no real answer. I LOVE missions. I LOVE the people I get to meet. I LOVE the groups I get to travel with. I have just never found that one place that calls to me and I don’t know how to explain it.

At youth camp they have an event called prayer experience. In that they ask you to pray for specific things. One of the things they listed to pray for was one country. You got to select the country you wanted to pray for. I sat there for at least 4 minutes wondering how I could just pick one. How? Every country needs prayer. There are so many places that ran through my mind. I ended up praying for the world instead. I couldn’t just pick one.

At vacation Bible school they showed a video to the kids to teach them a lesson through a story. In the video there was a child who got sick and had to stay in the hospital. There was a whole lesson and I completely missed it. There was a spot in the video where they highlighted a baseball team that came to visit the sick child. In it they said that the team came to the hospital just to make the kids feel special. And that hit home. All I could think was I want to go make people feel special.

I didn’t think about anything else. I just loved how they were making people feel. Who wouldn’t want to make people feel special?

And really, that’s what missions are to me. It’s going where I’m needed and making people feel special. It’s showing the love of Jesus to those who need it more than we can imagine. How can I limit myself to one group of people who need love?


I can’t.

Fundraising Update

Update on my new fundraiser and my new t-shirts.

My donation boxes are filling up! It is so awesome to see people joining me. There’s still time if you’d like to join in. Just select a box and donate that dollar amount here.  Each time a box is donated it is crossed out. Once all the boxes are crossed out I will have enough money to pay for my trip to Zimbabwe. You can see what has already been donated in the photo below.

I am also adding t-shirts and tanks to my fundraising for my fall trips. I’m not just going to Zimbabwe. I will also be heading to Haiti over Thanksgiving as well. So I have worked with an amazing design team and come up with a fun new design. If you’re interested in purchasing a tank or t it’s as simple as filling out this order form.