Less than a month before I leave to become a missionary in Malawi! It’s starting to set in emotionally that I will be away for more than 2 years, moving away from the comfort of my huge family’s embrace. Quitting an awesome job where I’m finally to a point where I enjoy what I do; leaving the safety of a steady paycheck. Honestly though, I have never felt more happy in my entire life! Not to be leaving or loosing those things, but to surrender EVERYTHING. For the first time I feel true joy and peace knowing that He has everything under control.
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take.
I am living out of only two suit cases and a backpack to get used to living small at the YWAM base. I am down away daily with all the blessing throughout this entire journey so far:
• Became fully funded for the DTS within a month of announcing I was going on mission, which included dissolving $5000 in debt.
• Sold my car for only $200 under asking price on craigslist which is rare.
• Surprised the nurses at the health department for having zero reaction to one of their most reactive shots,Yellow Fever.
• Getting to meet some amazing people, and fellow YWAMers through Business with a Mission KC, and get a feel for what I am about to experience in Malawi.
The blessing testimonies are daily, so those are just a few of the biggest ones.
One of the coolest testimonies of hearing the Lord clearly was actually a day when I was crying out because I felt like I wasn’t hearing Him.
Preface: While learning to hear the Lord more clearly, as an exercise to build our relationship and to ensure I know his voice, have started to ask Him about everything.
I was driving home from Wednesday night Church service and asked which way home I should go home by. He responded as I would come up on an intersection with which way I should go. He was having me drive on the street behind Terra (39th St) so I though He was leading me to go to Terra, wrong. He had me turn into Centerpoint Hospital. Let me inform you that this is at 8:30 PM after visiting hours, and I didn’t know of anyone in the hospital. So God and I sat in the parking lot for ten minutes and fought as I didn’t want to go in. I felt like I might get in trouble by the security guards or get turned away and i didn’t want to fave the embarrassment. Finally He said, “You would jump on a plane to Africa for Me, but you won’t go into this hospital for Me?” Needless to say I ended up going in. I sat in the main floor waiting area for fifteen minutes praying over; staff, patients, sick, injured, babies, mothers, and everyone in between. When I got home (my grandmothers house until I leave) one of the first things out of Sherri’s (grandmother) mouth was, “Keep your aunt Julie in your prayers, she is at Centerpoint Medical Center recovering from surgery.”
I was speechless, and still kind of am.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
1 Timothy 1:12
I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has given me strength, that he considered me trustworthy, appointing me to his service.