I'm Not a Dreamer, I'm a Doer

     So, how do I say this.  Um, I am going back...!  *I imagined myself saying that with a fist pump in the air in the last scene of The Breakfast Club haha!*  I really don't know how to explain the excitement, the nerves, the utter joy it is to be saying that right now.  Nine months ago when I returned from my trip to Santiago, I knew I had been changed and I knew I had to go back.  Over those past nine months I have been able to remain in contact with some of my close friends that taught me the depth there is to life and the joy there is in friendship.

The images I received of my friends Jordy and Rosy being baptized.

     With the help of many people guiding me in my walk with God this year, and with the help of these awesome teenagers in the Dominican Republic, I have come up with the 2015 plan for Freedom Five One!  This is a big project for me to take on, but I know God will provide the strength and the help I am going to need.   I'm so excited to share this experience with you again and I hope you stay tuned for all God is going to do :)
Xoxo,

About My Blog

Hello interested reader,

     My name is Emily and my goal is that at the end of reading this blog you will have a reinvented view of who our God is.   I want to share with you my inner most thoughts not for the sole purpose of sharing, but to inspire you to dig into the true reality of your beliefs, Christian or not.  I started this blog out of a need to share with people the ways that God was playing an active role in my life.  

     For beginners, I am an average college student working on a degree in Bilingual Education just trying to find Jesus in a "self-help" kind of world.  Over the past semester God has led me to an amazing opportunity to seek out his Kingdom in the Dominican Republic.  I am scared, I am delighted, I am nervous, but I am fearless all at the same time because I am trusting in a God who desires to bring about love and goodness to every inch of His created humanity.  

     I hope that you will stay on this page a little while and dwell in God's great doings.  If this all seems a little too far fetched for you, I ask that you give me a chance.  I won't push a belief on you but I will ask that you be open to mine in order to evaluate its truthfulness without the usual walls that have been put up against it.  So buckle up and join me as I search out finding the freedom that comes with being a believer in God and what that truly means.  Let the journey begin!

Xoxo,

Emily

I am calling this one the fight for my freedom

     It was at the moment when I allowed all my weaknesses to consume my mind that I thought, I can't do this.  I can't fail again. 

     You see two summers ago I felt called to serve at a christian camp for the summer.  It was enough ways from home where I wouldn't get to see family or friends that often, but I thought I could sum up enough strength to push through the summer.  It wasn't but 24 hours of being there that I was looking at the steering wheel of my car, driving out of that camp in tears because I knew I couldn't find the strength in myself.  God revealed his will to me and I failed at completing it.  

     

     This experience has haunted me ever since.  I have a calling on my heart though, and that is I want so bad to serve the children of God in other countries.  When I came across the opportunity to go to the Dominican Republic, I pushed it to the side and didn't really think about it too much.  I reminded myself of the time I failed, then quickly threw the pamphlet into my junk drawer.  I continued to keep searching for things to do in the upcoming summer that would be cool, life changing, and you guessed it, close to home.  Nothing was working out and nothing felt right though.  One day I came across the Dominican Republic pamphlet again and started flipping through it.  I started realizing the control that I let my previous experience have on my life and I didn't like it.  God started to pour verses about strength and freedom into my heart and I couldn't help but feel like he was prompting me to take a leap of faith.  After a series of crazy twists and turns of getting paperwork signed, making appointments, and getting accepted to the program, I knew without a doubt that this was God's will for me.

     

     I failed the first time and my weakness was revealed to me.  My weakness controlled my decisions and ultimately my relationship with God.  I can't let it anymore.  This has gone too far and I am ready for God to cut the chains that bind me from what I am supposed to be.  So with that being said, I am calling this one the fight for my freedom...