A Heart for a Mission

Well, this is my first blog and I have a lot to share but I don't know where to begin. I guess I can start with just sharing a little bit about me. I wasn't a Christian until I was 18 and a Freshman in College. In high school I did a lot of drugs and made a lot of horrible decisions that I now regret. I went to a Christian school because it was close and easy and my plans were to transfer in between semesters... it didn't happen, God spoke to me before I had the chance to consider transferring. This is really where my story begins. I struggled with a lot of self- image issues and insecurities, and because of those I have allowed my life to be harder than it really is. I through the years in college have been having a heart for international missions. I finally was given the opportunity to go and I want to go back and stay. I went to Honduras and from the moment I met the Host missionaries I felt at home. I spent an amazing week in Honduras spending a lot of time with the local Pastors and their families. There was not one moment where I felt out of place and everything seemed to run smoothly. Then came the flight back... this was a sad day in my life and it seemed to get worse the further from Honduras I got. We landed in Atlanta and got off the plane and that was when I realized that I was only made to live in America for so long. My days here are numbered and I don't know when God will tell me to "Go" but I patiently wait for that day. The reason I named this blog a heart for a mission is because I don't know what my mission is going to be yet, I know that I have a lot of passions in life and I am sure that my passions will be involved with my mission somehow. I have a lot of other stuff that I would like to share but... I need to let this soak into the screen for a day. God bless to all of you readers and may you see the Joy of the Lord this day. Hasta Luego