The Time Has Come!
God has opened the doors for me to go on my Scouting Trip to Cameroon!
Cameroon Scouting Trip
For four years I
have been praying & preparing to go to Cameroon, Africa as a full-time
missionary. For four years God has been teaching and preparing me. On December
2nd He said “Go.”
February 2, 2014
(next month!) will see me flying to Cameroon on a Scouting Trip. I will spend 2
months with missionaries Bob & Joan Lokker, who work with the Fulbe people.
Serving alongside the Lokkers, my aim is to see the needs and opportunities
there and seek God’s specific direction for my life in Cameroon.
When I return home I
look forward to sharing the vision God has given me with all of you, raising my
support, and moving to Cameroon to spread the Good
News of Jesus!
The Prayer Chalkboard in My Room
I drew this
picture on my “Prayer Chalkboard” this summer—it stayed there through some of
the most beautiful and difficult months.
On days
when being in the center of God’s will was a joy it made me smile.
And on days
when the center of God’s will was the eye of the storm it reminded me of my
heart’s desire.
When my
heart was devastated by the brokenness around me, my chalkboard was there to
remind me of why I’d placed my heart on the line. It reminded me of my desire not
simply to “whale watch,” but to dive into the depths of God’s will for my life
and touch it—whatever the cost.
I want to
serve God. No reservations. My heart exposed in His hands.
Help Me Dive Out of My Boat. . .
Four years
ago God steered my boat to Cameroon. He filled me with His love for these
beautiful people that He died for.
And then He
took my hand and asked me to walk through the fire with Him in Canada. The Lord
taught me what it really means to follow Him, to count the cost and consider
it all joy.
He asked me to love and lay down my
life for “My Calgary
Girls.”
I laughed
and cried when God performed miracles. I celebrated when He brought my girls
from the chains of the sex trade into the freedom of His Family. I stayed up
all night with one of my precious girls as she labored and gave birth to her
baby who was already in the arms of Jesus.
God showed
me that my strength isn’t enough—but His is more than enough.
He showed
me that life is empty and hopeless—unless He fills it with hope.
And now God is asking me to let go,
dive out of my boat, and follow Him back to Cameroon. He’s asking me to take my
broken heart and share His love with the Fulbe women of Cameroon.
All over again He is asking me to
dive into the depths of
His will.
Will you help me?
I am weak but He is strong. Will
you pray for me as I follow Christ through the joys and trials ahead?
