Last night, I returned from D.C., where I spent the past week participating in orientation at IJM HQ. It was like drinking from a fire hose, and while my anxiety level is heightened, I am even more excited to head to the field.
I had an epiphany last week: Someone asked me (more than once) how I heard about IJM, and I shared that I was first introduced to IJM via a book conference at Peachtree Presbyterian in the spring of 2007. That semester, I was originally going to study abroad in Argentina, but due to some personal and family issues, I decided to postpone my semester abroad until the fall, and I withdrew from Clemson. I lived with my parents in Atlanta and did an internship in the Global Missions department at Peachtree. It was there that I learned about IJM. Also, I participated in a short-term mission trip to Guatemala. (I came home after just a couple days because I got strep throat.)
So here I am, six and a half years after that semester in which I traveled briefly to Guatemala and learned about IJM. I am leaving on September 28th to serve with IJM-Guatemala as an Aftercare Fellow. Surely, the Lord foresaw the path to the place where I currently find myself. I am so amazed at how He uses all things in my life, bringing them together and always offering me a hindsight vision that proves His faithfulness.
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