Four years ago today, I was preparing to go to Taiwan. My friend dropped me off at the airport and I left behind everything I once knew.
I stepped off the airplane the next day and waited in the custom's line, not knowing what awaited in the next stage of my life. I waited seven years just to get to that point, but I was not prepared for what I would face.
I dreamed of what it would be like to be a cross-cultural missionary, but stepping on the field was more than overwhelming. I needed a team, but in those seven years wrestling and preparing to go, I was still the sole person called to go.
In the four years I was here, I have changed a lot. I hit the absolute bottom and it was only the grace of God who filled me with a supernatural power that kept me going.
I was tempted to give up over and over again, but I'm still here, and yet I'm still in need of supernatural deliverance. I'm looking up. This is the year everything is to turn around.
Everything is leading up to this, and that's why the enemy is so desperate to stop it before it comes, but I'm choosing to stand.
I live for God's glory. He is my deliverer. He is my hope.
Praise the one who IS!
Praise the Lord!