Syrian Refugee Crisis

Yesterday I received a phone call. The last woman needed for a mission's trip to Jordan to help with the Syrian Refugee Crisis would no longer be able to go. My application was the next in line and they were curious if I was still interested....

YES! Of course. I want to help. I have seen the devastation this has caused. I have told my fiance that our basement would eventually be used as temporary housing  for refugees in crisis.   This is meant to be, right? But, wait. Logistics. Logistics. Logistics. I am packing up am moving out my condo this month. I am moving into a new home next month. I just applied for my American passport. I have not had a chance to raise any funds or think about how to make my way over to Jordan to fight for this cause. It is ok - I have time, right? 

The trip is in in 6 weeks. 6 WEEKS???? Yes. I need to raise $2,800 in 6 weeks. I need to pray, emotionally and mentally prepare, and get ready for what will be not only my first missions trip, but what I can imagine will be a life changing experience. Perspective. I have never been one to have it. While my life has by no means been easy, I have never lost everything. I have never been one to understand what true gratitude is as everything I have ever needed has been before me. 

Now, I need the help of anyone who will listen. There are people out there have lost everything. Not only physcially, but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually, They have lost all hope. I want to bring them love, laughter, and Jesus. My goal is to show them that no matter what, I will walk along side with them for 10 days and join them in this battle however I can. 

I am writing this from the comfort of my kingsize bed as I prepare to move from my beautiful condo into my single family home. I have air conditioning blasting, a dog cozied up next to me, and a tv hung on my wall. My life goes beyond the basics. We are often times numbed to the world that exists beyond our four walls - I am victim to this. I live as if my world is safe when in reality, I am not sure who lives in a safe world any more. I can say with the utmost certain, those displaced my this humanitarian tragedy are not safe. Not comfortable. Perhaps, not hopeful. If possible, I want to be a voice of hope and love to those who need it. I want to offer them Jesus, uncoditional love, a hug, a listening ear, and whatever else it is they think they may need. 

So, the funds - the funds are essentially my means of getting to and from Jordan as well as accomodation and food. It will be my lifeline while I am there for ten days. Without it, I simply cannot go. You may ask, why not pay for yourself? Didn't you just buy a home? Well, yes and no. My fiance bought a home and worked incredibly hard to do so. All of his money is now tied up in that home. I, after having obtained two masters degrees, am covered in student debt, struggling to find employment, and surrounded by bills that seem to be unending.

I mean this when I say it -  I have prayed for this opportunity for a long time. Now is that time. I cannot explain how the pieces all came together and God opened the doors for the trip to happen. If you would prayerfully consider giving any amount whatsoever I would be forever grateful. I cannot thank you enough for taking the time to read this, let alone potentially give. 

If you are not in a position to give right now, and I do understand that position quite well, please just pray that I am able to raise the funds and that the trip is safe. As you know, these are troubling times right now. 

Thank you all so much.