Good Bye Spain, Hello Croatia!!!

I hopped on a plane with no understanding of just how much my life was going to change when I hit my destination. With no money to pay my school tuition, just a few promises from some friends to help, and my trust in God. I found myself in a bind when the due date came for me to pay, and all I had raised was $800. As irresponsible I felt, I was confident that I hadn't made a mistake. I had a certain uncertainty. I knew God told me to come to Spain, sell everything I had so that I had no ties, and follow Him. I just didn't raise enough money.

So I did what I felt best. I went. Uncertain of how things would work out. Uncertain of how I would pay for Bible School living off the donations of others, and how God would come through. I had two weeks. At this time a pattern had developed at night, I would go to sleep at various hours of the night, and like clockwork God would wake me up. The first few nights I was genuinely confused. I would look around my room and try to go back to sleep, but I was wide awake. Then I would dream. I would have dreams about specific people and I would wake up routinely, and realized I was to pray for them. So I did. I would pray each night when God woke me up, until I drifted back to sleep, and I sort of liked it, I felt privileged. I had heard of people being woken out of their sleep to war for others spiritually, but I had never been used.

So each night I would war for others as well as myself, and my financial situation. People would donate and I would get one step closer to my goal. But the closer the deadline, the less people donated. During the day I was at peace completely because I was at war at night. So when the deadline came, I was completely aware that I had not raised enough money, and I was at peace with the change that was going to take place, I just wasn't sure of what exactly it was. Standing in the office at school, with two Admins, I prayed for more peace because naturally I am a crier. Hearing the fate that I was to arrange to go home using the money I had raised, I calmly replied and thanked the staff for everything.

But something wasn't right. It just didn't make sense. God told me to come here, told me to leave everything behind, so how could that be cut short, and I go right back home to no home at all? I spent some time at the beach and worshipped, prayed and asked God to guide me. Asked Him to show me where to go because I don't believe it was California. Then the Holy Spirit reminded me. "Croatia" I jumped up and ran back to school. The day of my adventure across the Balearic Sea (Read about it Here!), one of my classmates told me about a church in Croatia that housed missionaries and needed help with ministry.

When I got to school, I found my classmate and asked her for the contact information she promised. I ran to my mentor's house and prepared to contact the church in Croatia. I explained everything that happened, my intentions, and my desire to serve, I also explained my need for housing. I re-read the email a few times and even asked my mentor to read it as well, sent it and went back to the school. On my way there I had a much needed conversation with God. I asked Him to open the door on where He wanted me and to close the door on the other. Whether it is home or Croatia, I was at his disposal, completely surrendered to Him and willing to go wherever His lead was.

A couple of hours later, I got two emails, one from the travel agent stating the price for rebooking a new flight, and one from the church in Croatia. The Pastor's wife stated she would love to have me and to Skype her so we could talk. I ran back to my mentor's house and I Skyped her with my classmate that referred me. She accepted me after a few questions about my testimony. Now with that down I went to arrange booking a ticket to Croatia. The amount for rebooking my flight home and to Croatia was almost the same, when I realized that, I heard in the spirit, "You choose and I'll be with you." So I chose Croatia.

God is truly amazing, I don't know where I am going, but I know that as long as He is with me, I'll be there. I pray you read these words and you’re encouraged to follow Christ, wherever He is leading you. It may not be across the world, it could just be a different job, a new neighborhood, or even a new church. But wherever He is guiding you, I pray you get the courage to trust Him, and go. Faith really evolves your feet. So take those steps in faith, and trust that God will meet you there. He will never leave you nor forsake you, and if you are being obedient to Him, He will bless you exceedingly abundantly more than you could ever imagine. God bless you. If you wish to contribute to me spreading God's word any and everywhere I can, please CLICK HERE! God Bless you.