This morning I was catching a bus to church and saw a sign for Abortion in Canada that stated that women in Canada can have abortions up to 9 months. NINE MONTHS. That stirred something in me that my mom had taught me about many years ago, killing is wrong and babies are babies from the day they are conceived. My heart broke as I thought of friends and former classmates who have had abortions.
Last night I had friends over for a dessert party and talked to them about Plan Canada and how my goal is to raise $1,225.00 for a scholarship for a girl in Burkina Faso. In my small group of friends we raised more than $100! Really, this is my goal and I just invited my friends to come along for the journey. (Last year we bought birth rights for 5 girls in Sudan, also through Plan Canada).
Over the last couple months a group of us girls who meet weekly for prayer and Bible study held two garage sales to raise awareness about human trafficking. We'll soon be writing a cheque for International Justice Mission for $400!
Tonight I was looking up mission trips with Operation Mobilization.
My friend Darrell just got back from a year working at Black Forest Academy with the organization Janz Team Ministries. This is a dream job of mine that I hope to pursue in the not-so-distant future.
At my church I am the Head Teller (fancy name for the person who organizes people to count the offering and oversees that ministry) and I co-ordinate our Men and Women's Mentoring program.
I'm passionate about working with youth and encouraging young women. Particularly issues that most young women face: identity, beauty (or lack thereof), acceptance, love versus lust, purity, social acceptance, self-image, suicide. That is why I absolutely love the To Write Love on Her Arms ministry.
Every Sunday I read PostSecret and after crying over their secrets that I share, I pray for our lost world. So many hurting people who need Jesus!
I love camp. Camp Cherith and Camp Kawkawa will always have special places in my heart.
I'm not writing this to say that I'm a good person. I'm writing this because I don't know what to do. There are so many things in this world to care about and to advocate for and some days I just want to curl up in a ball and say "NO MORE! I don't have the energy." Today is one of those days. It was a great day and this whole weekend has been amazing. I love my friends and I love that so many of them selflessly give of themselves to others and share God's heart for this lost and broken world. But sometimes I feel as though I advocate for so much that I just don't have the energy and I'd rather just be one of those drones who lives day to day. Obviously, that is not what God has called me towards and He's given me this heart for ministry and love and passion for a reason, but some days it just exhausts me.
Today I'm exhausted.