I was able to spend some time with a girl that I love to death but never really get to hang out with or see because life is busy and crazy. So we went out for lunch and to get our toes done on tuesday and had a really good time. As this trip gets closer I feel more at peace. It's a weird feeling cause I'm scared out of my mind about it, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't. I am more than excited for this trip but it is a huge step for me and so it's crazy to think about me leaving.
So I was able to go out with a friend and have a great time and then go to our weekly college bible study that night. As the night went on I felt more and more awful. It got to the point where I was going to have to leave the lesson, but I'm stubborn and stuck it out til the end and when I finally got home realized that I was sick. There was no way around it. I was SICK.
You may or may not know but I was planning to have a garage sale today to help with funds for the trip and there were a couple points I didn't think I was going to be able to pull it off. I was in bed with more symptoms than I care to list and probably you care to know about. Needless to say I'm a baby when I'm sick and it was no fun. I decided last night that I needed to have the sale before it reaches a 100 degrees here in Vegas so my mom and I woke up at 5 am to set up and put the show on.
We did very well and raised $265 from it. It was even more cool to see some of my fellow college students come out and look around and donate to me as well. But I thought it was cool that the majority of my sales were from random people who I didn't know. Garage sales don't usually raise that much and get what I did my mom and I were astounded and tired. We hulled what didn't sell to Goodwill and came home to shower and nap.
Now after being sick for four days and waking up at 5 am the last thing I needed was a sunburn to exhaust my body of everything, and for the record books my mom and tried to put on sun screen but it hated it and it didn't work. So yes, I am a little (lot) pink from the sale and that made me doubly tired.
I worked at 4 like always. It was odd that no one was there when I got there but I figured since it was summer people were running a little late and that I got there early. When Jeanie got there to let me in she said she had to "ask me something and didn't want others to hear if they came in" so we stepped into a classroom and to my TOTAL surprise my coworkers and few of my friends that also volunteer in the childrens center were there to celebrate my last weekend at work. It was crazy. I think I was more shocked that Jeanie multiplied into all my coworkers in seconds than anything else.
It was just nice to sit and talk with my ladies and Mo and hang out and eat. They all wrote cards and wrote on a banner for me and just made me feel blessed. I honestly would not know how to put it into words how blessed I feel to have my job. I do not work many hours and I do not get paid millions, but that doesn't even cross my mind. I have amazing women surrounding me and supporting me. They all have a heart for children and I love being around them. Having been given this job was a blessing in disguise. I would have never thought that I would love this job as much as I do. I would have never gotten a party like I did today at any other job, and I wouldn't be surrounded by amazing people like I was.
It was just a reminder how lucky I am. And how God really wants me to go on this trip and how much even though it's crazy for me to think about me going on this trip, I know it what He wants and He's providing in many ways. Spoiler alert who are reading this before church on Sunday but the sermon at church this weekend was about how when the walls of Jerrico fell the Israelite's shouted for victory before the wall ever fell. They knew God's will in their lives and they knew that they had to walk around the wall and shout in order to do His will. So they shouted for victory and by faith God made those walls fall. And that is a miracle.
Going back I remember when I made my budget for this trip and realized it was going to cost $13,000 dollars to go on this trip and I thought I was crazy to think that I could come up with that amount of money. And there is no reason why I should have raised as much as I have if I didn't have God. Plain and simple. I knew I had to do this, I knew I had to go. There wasn't a doubt in me that I had to go, and so I walked around the walls for 10 months. Just walking. Cause that was the will and I knew I had to do it. It was hard, but I knew that at the end of the day God needed me to go. So now I'm yelling and God is providing in SO many ways.
I have friends and family that support me so much it hurts to think that I'm leaving them. I have a church that supports me and gave me a job when I lost mine and gave me an amazing work environment and co workers. He's provided the money that I need for this trip and I could tell you logically where it's all come from, but there's reason that I should have raised over a thousand dollars from coins alone. I can't tell you how a few dollars that gets handed to me is multiplied in thousands but it has. And for that I am thankful. And i'm walking. And I will continue to walk and yell until I fulfill God's will.


