Greetings Lovely People!
Yesterday I came to the realization of something. There is in fact, one month until we board the long flights to Uganda! ONE MONTH from yesterday. The days have seriously flown by! One month, and I will be meeting some amazing children and people. In one month, I will be going on a trip that I prayed two years would happen. One month, and I will embark on a life-changing experience.
To say I'm excited is an understatement. Imagine it's Christmas morning, and your birthday, the sequel to your favorite book just came out, and your mom is making your favorite meal. That is how excited I am! This is going to be so incredible, and I can't wait!
I ask that you please pray for us, our team, safety, the hearts of God's people, and fundraising. Me and my Dad still haven't raised all the money we need, but we are trusting in God's perfect timing!
Give me Jesus,
Emily Grace
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Teenage Crisis.
Hello Loverlys!
So lately there has been a thought weighing heavily on my mind. I like to call it a "Teenage Crisis." You know how when some people turn 30 or 40, the start doubting their purpose, and go a little crazy. They dye their hair, buy a new car, or start knitting. Well, same with me. I honestly don't have any idea what I'm doing with my life. The future for me is so uncertain. It terrifies me immensely. I don't know what I want to major in in college. I don't know where I will be five years from now. You see, since I was little, I have this strange desire to be famous. I have always wanted to be a singer. I love being in front of people, and I love preforming. I always thought in my mind, that I would be world wide famous, waking up and doing what I love to do. Obviously, that hasn't happened. And it freaks me out. People are always asking me, "Where do you want to go to college?" and "What to you want to do with you life?"I always come up with some stupid answer or a mediocre "I don't know yet." Everyday I think to my self, "Am I wasting my life? What am I doing with my life?" And it's freaking me out. I don't know. I know I have so many great things ahead of me. I don't want to be another person on this earth. I don't want to be just someone. I want to be an inspiration. It's truly terrifying that my childhood is coming to an end.
But there are things that I do know. I do know that I love Jesus and I want to live my life in His will. I do know that I love singing. I do know that I love play various instruments. I do know that I love traveling. I do know that I love my family and friends. I do know that I love children. I do know that I love theater. I do know that I love performing. I do know that I can rest in God's perfect timing and plan. And hopefully, that will be enough for now.
I found a quote that kind of sums it up for me:
So lately there has been a thought weighing heavily on my mind. I like to call it a "Teenage Crisis." You know how when some people turn 30 or 40, the start doubting their purpose, and go a little crazy. They dye their hair, buy a new car, or start knitting. Well, same with me. I honestly don't have any idea what I'm doing with my life. The future for me is so uncertain. It terrifies me immensely. I don't know what I want to major in in college. I don't know where I will be five years from now. You see, since I was little, I have this strange desire to be famous. I have always wanted to be a singer. I love being in front of people, and I love preforming. I always thought in my mind, that I would be world wide famous, waking up and doing what I love to do. Obviously, that hasn't happened. And it freaks me out. People are always asking me, "Where do you want to go to college?" and "What to you want to do with you life?"I always come up with some stupid answer or a mediocre "I don't know yet." Everyday I think to my self, "Am I wasting my life? What am I doing with my life?" And it's freaking me out. I don't know. I know I have so many great things ahead of me. I don't want to be another person on this earth. I don't want to be just someone. I want to be an inspiration. It's truly terrifying that my childhood is coming to an end.
But there are things that I do know. I do know that I love Jesus and I want to live my life in His will. I do know that I love singing. I do know that I love play various instruments. I do know that I love traveling. I do know that I love my family and friends. I do know that I love children. I do know that I love theater. I do know that I love performing. I do know that I can rest in God's perfect timing and plan. And hopefully, that will be enough for now.
I found a quote that kind of sums it up for me:
"I still may not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know I want to live in a home filled with books and travel souvenirs.And the walls that aren't covered in bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and friends. When I leave home I will be going to a job I love, and I'll return to a person I love.So, that is the dream I am working on."
Monday, April 8, 2013
Days Like These
Hello lovely people!
I know I haven't written in a while, but whenever I try to write, all my thoughts get jumbled together and my posts end up being similar to a mini novel. So today, I will write just a little snippet.
It's days like today that make me thankful. Even though it's a Monday, my heart is extremely light, and I'm in such a great mood. The sun is shining. I hear birds singing. The breeze coming through the window carries the smell of spring. The sunlight beaming through the window, my cat purring on my lap. I have so many great things ahead of me. It makes me happy. It makes me less worried about my life and the future. It calms me. It makes me feel light. There is a song in my heart, and a spring in my step. It's days like these that make me thankful.
I know I haven't written in a while, but whenever I try to write, all my thoughts get jumbled together and my posts end up being similar to a mini novel. So today, I will write just a little snippet.
It's days like today that make me thankful. Even though it's a Monday, my heart is extremely light, and I'm in such a great mood. The sun is shining. I hear birds singing. The breeze coming through the window carries the smell of spring. The sunlight beaming through the window, my cat purring on my lap. I have so many great things ahead of me. It makes me happy. It makes me less worried about my life and the future. It calms me. It makes me feel light. There is a song in my heart, and a spring in my step. It's days like these that make me thankful.
It makes me thankful for my family.
It makes me thankful for my life.
It makes me thankful for my friends.
It makes me thankful for my Jesus.
It makes me thankful for my salvation.
It makes me thankful for being homeschooled.
It makes me thankful for my love of music.
It makes me thankful for my cat.
It makes me thankful for home.
It makes me thankful for good books.
It makes me thankful for lemonade.
It makes me thankful for the ability to think.
It makes me thankful for His creation.
So today, I choose to be thankful. What are you thankful for today?
Give me Jesus,
Emily Grace
Give me Jesus,
Emily Grace
Monday, February 4, 2013
This Heart of Mine Was Meant To Travel
Hello Loverlys!
Anyone who know me at all, knows I want to travel this world. My heart's desire, besides living my life for Jesus Christ, is to move to London as soon as I get out of college, and open up my own children's home. I have always had an immense love for kids, and God has put compassion in my heart for them.
Unfortunately, I have never been out of the United States. About this time two years ago, God instilled in my heart a desire and a need to go to Africa. This is going to sound silly, but I had sort of a vision. Well, not exactly a vision, more like a thought, or a daydream that popped into my head. I have no idea how it got there. It happened when I was running on the treadmill at the Rich Fork gym, and I saw it in my head. Me in Africa, surrounded by children. They were all playing with my hair, hugging me, and smiling, while tears just poured out of my eyes and down my face. It just sprung on me. I have to go to Africa. I need to go to Africa. This was God's plan for me. As soon as that thought popped into my head, I prayed every single night for two years for an opportunity to go to Africa. No opportunities showed up. I never ,ever lost hope. I knew this is what God wanted for me. My dad came to me one day saying he was going to Guinea Bissau in April 2013. I asked, well more like pleaded, that I would be able to go. I was so excited, a real opportunity to do what I had always wanted. I prayed every single night for a month, and asked everyone I knew to pray for this to work out. In the end, it did not. When my dad came to me again and told me I was not old enough to go, my heart broke. I cried for days, and moped around the house. I guess I didn't really realize that God was telling me "Not yet." I thought for sure my whole dream of going to Africa was going to be a "No."
In November of last year, my best friend Bailey, told me of a trip she was so excited to go on to Uganda, Africa, to help with the Sole Hope organization.She said they were going to help dig out the jiggers that were in the children's feet and give them their first pair of shoes. She suggested I ask if I could tag along. "This is it," I thought. What a seriously perfect opportunity! I would get to go to Africa, with my best friend since birth, AND help with children?? I didn't want to get my hopes up. So I prayed even harder.
A month or so later, my dad told me to sit with him at the kitchen table. He had some news he wanted to tell me. Now usually, this isn't a good thing. I had a feeling I was about to get busted for something. As I traced through everything in my mind I done recently that might get me in trouble, I sat down. He said to me, "You know that trip to Africa that Bailey is going on in June?" I nodded. "You are going." He had talked to Bailey's dad, and everything had worked out. I was actually able to go.
I absolutely could not believe it. I immediately felt tears sting my eyes. I covered my face with my hands, and put my head on the table. I didn't want my parents to see how badly I was sobbing. My makeup was running, and I'm pretty sure I left a puddle of tears on the table. My heart was so full; I was so overjoyed. I just cried and cried and cried. I have never cried so many happy tears in my life. I ran to hug my Dad, and Mom, unable to say anything other than "Thank you, thank you." I don't think I stop smiling at all that day, I practically jumped around the house. I told absolutely everyone I knew about this amazing opportunity God had placed in my lap. What a miraculous planner and Creator we have!
It's really crazy to think that two years ago, when that little thought popped into my head, that in 2013, I would be planning my trip to Uganda. And in June, I would actually step foot on African soil, to meet some of God's children.
Give me Jesus,
Emily Grace
Anyone who know me at all, knows I want to travel this world. My heart's desire, besides living my life for Jesus Christ, is to move to London as soon as I get out of college, and open up my own children's home. I have always had an immense love for kids, and God has put compassion in my heart for them.
Unfortunately, I have never been out of the United States. About this time two years ago, God instilled in my heart a desire and a need to go to Africa. This is going to sound silly, but I had sort of a vision. Well, not exactly a vision, more like a thought, or a daydream that popped into my head. I have no idea how it got there. It happened when I was running on the treadmill at the Rich Fork gym, and I saw it in my head. Me in Africa, surrounded by children. They were all playing with my hair, hugging me, and smiling, while tears just poured out of my eyes and down my face. It just sprung on me. I have to go to Africa. I need to go to Africa. This was God's plan for me. As soon as that thought popped into my head, I prayed every single night for two years for an opportunity to go to Africa. No opportunities showed up. I never ,ever lost hope. I knew this is what God wanted for me. My dad came to me one day saying he was going to Guinea Bissau in April 2013. I asked, well more like pleaded, that I would be able to go. I was so excited, a real opportunity to do what I had always wanted. I prayed every single night for a month, and asked everyone I knew to pray for this to work out. In the end, it did not. When my dad came to me again and told me I was not old enough to go, my heart broke. I cried for days, and moped around the house. I guess I didn't really realize that God was telling me "Not yet." I thought for sure my whole dream of going to Africa was going to be a "No."
In November of last year, my best friend Bailey, told me of a trip she was so excited to go on to Uganda, Africa, to help with the Sole Hope organization.She said they were going to help dig out the jiggers that were in the children's feet and give them their first pair of shoes. She suggested I ask if I could tag along. "This is it," I thought. What a seriously perfect opportunity! I would get to go to Africa, with my best friend since birth, AND help with children?? I didn't want to get my hopes up. So I prayed even harder.
A month or so later, my dad told me to sit with him at the kitchen table. He had some news he wanted to tell me. Now usually, this isn't a good thing. I had a feeling I was about to get busted for something. As I traced through everything in my mind I done recently that might get me in trouble, I sat down. He said to me, "You know that trip to Africa that Bailey is going on in June?" I nodded. "You are going." He had talked to Bailey's dad, and everything had worked out. I was actually able to go.
I absolutely could not believe it. I immediately felt tears sting my eyes. I covered my face with my hands, and put my head on the table. I didn't want my parents to see how badly I was sobbing. My makeup was running, and I'm pretty sure I left a puddle of tears on the table. My heart was so full; I was so overjoyed. I just cried and cried and cried. I have never cried so many happy tears in my life. I ran to hug my Dad, and Mom, unable to say anything other than "Thank you, thank you." I don't think I stop smiling at all that day, I practically jumped around the house. I told absolutely everyone I knew about this amazing opportunity God had placed in my lap. What a miraculous planner and Creator we have!
It's really crazy to think that two years ago, when that little thought popped into my head, that in 2013, I would be planning my trip to Uganda. And in June, I would actually step foot on African soil, to meet some of God's children.
Give me Jesus,
Emily Grace
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