I am ready. I am hopeful.

Friday was Day 2 of launch in Atlanta, Georgia, and it wasn’t until arriving here that things became very real for me. I have seen the faithfulness of our Father throughout this journey. I have seen his faithfulness through provision and support. I have seen his faithfulness through his perfect timing. And I have seen his faithfulness through the people he has surrounded me with.

The next few days of training prepared me for the next nine months of my life. It has given me time to spend with the Father and to encounter him on a more personal level. I am so hopeful for what the Lord is about to do in my life.

I am hopeful of growing in a deeper relationship with Jesus. I am hopeful of encountering him in ways that I haven’t before. I am hopeful of breaking bondage that only Satan can hold. I am hopeful of finding my dreams, passions and calling.

I am hopeful of seeing Christ through the eyes of many broken and battered children. I am hopeful to find myself, to search my soul and figure out who God has called me to be. I am hopeful that God will mend the broken pieces of my life and heal my heart.

I am hopeful to find my full and complete purpose in Christ. I am hopeful to find my self-worth and my worth in Christ. I am hopeful to live purposefully in the hands of the Father. I am hopeful to learn how to fully rely on God and him only. I am hopeful to show my heart to the people of this world.

I am hopeful. I am hopeful for the good times and the bad, ugly and not-so-easy times. This is a journey that only the Father can take me on. There will be good. There will be bad. There will be ugly, and there will be beautiful. I am hopeful for a world-wrecking nine months that allows me to become the woman of God that I have been called to be.

Being here with my squad, team and leaders has allowed the realness of this to set in. It won’t always be easy, but it will be worth it.

On Monday, I planned to board my plane for Hyderabad, India, to begin this exciting, world-wrecking and life-changing journey. Hurricane Irma, however, delayed my flight leaving Atlanta.

Thank you for keeping me in your prayers and for showing me the love of the Father.

I am so hopeful. This is the race that the Lord has set out for me, and I will run it with perseverance.