I sat in the front row at my college ministry last night, looking at the pastor, and thinking that he must be an idiot.
I looked at him, and looked around the room, and looked at all the students who came to that ministry to hear about Jesus and to get to know him a little bit better, and I cringed.
What the HECK was he doing hiring someone like me two years ago to be a part of something so important.
He must be an idiot!
Seriously, when I was hired on at my college ministry, I was about to graduate college and had been a Christian for about 45 minutes. OkâĶ maybe four months.
I had read some of the Bible, I had been to church a handful of times and I was absolutely sold out on the idea of giving my life to Jesus. But I certainly wasnât qualified.
But that didnât matter to my pastor. I mean- I bet he thought about it- but it wasnât my experience that prompted him to hire me.
For some reason, by the grace of God (literally), when he looked at me, he didnât see the drunken mess that I had just been, he didnât see me for the mistakes that I was still currently making and he didnât see me as someone who needed babysitting by an older and wiser and more mature Christian (guidance certainly- but not babysitting.)
He saw something in me, something that was buried, but something that was there, and gave that little something a place to grow.
He dusted off the doubt and the total lack of direction that was sitting on top of whatever that little something was, and gave it the nourishment and encouragement it needed to grow up and become something more.
In hiring me, he called me something that I never expected to be called by someone in a church. He called me a leader.
And over the course of that next yearâĶ thatâs what I became.
I sat there in the audience tonight amazed and grateful as I remembered all that had happened since that day. So absolutely stunned that I was given a chance when I hadnât earned it and so thankful that I was.
But this, right now, isnât about him actually.
Itâs about you!
I left for the race with a teeny tiny, secret dream of being a writer.
It was something that was so tender that the slightest breeze was enough to convince me to give it up and run for the hills.
I doubted every post, I scrutinized every word and I felt like a total imposterâĶ embarrassed to actually say out loud that I wanted to be a writer, for fear that someone would laugh.
But you, all of you, did the same thing that my pastor did when he hired me on as an intern.
You gave me a chance.
You saw something in me that was tiny and fragile and something that I didnât really even see yet.
You saw me as a writer and so thatâs what you called me.
And slowly but surely, over the last year, thatâs what Iâve become.
And I want to take a moment, or a lifetime, to thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for allowing your inbox to be full of emails with notifications from me.
Thank you for commenting and for letting me know that youâre reading and connecting to what Iâm writing. I literally have saved every single one.
Thank you to those of you who have sent me emails- just to encourage me, tell me that youâre praying for me, or tell me how my life and my writing has intersected perfectly with yours. God is so cool like that. (Iâve saved those too!)
Thank you to all of you who have liked and shared and tweeted and emailed my blog to your family and friends.
Thank you to my family and friends and teammates and squadmates that listened as I read each blog out loud- making sure it made sense and encouraging me in all the right ways.
Thank you to the one who chased me down the street in Cambodia just to tell me that you love my blog. You canât believe how much that meant to me.
Thank you to the one who stopped me in the bathroom last night, to tell me that youâve been reading too. It made my day.
Thank you to old friends and new friends and people I hope can soon be friends- for reading.
Thank you so much to everyone who financially supported my trip- your generosity taught me so much about the beautiful body of Christ and about how we really do get to be a part of his miracles. Seriously- being able to go on this trip and raise that kind of money was a flat out miracle, and it was all because of you.
Thank you to those of you who are still supporting me. You are the reason Iâm able to move to Georgia and take a job that Iâm so excited about. It financially wouldnât be feasible without your continued support.
It is because of all of you- and God's encouragement through you- that Iâm living out my lifeâs greatest dream.
It is because of you that while on the occasional bad day I still feel like an imposter, that most days I can actually call myself a writer.
You all saw something in me that was tiny and mostly covered up and dusted it off and gave it room to grow, and because of that, youâve changed my life.
So thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you so, so much.
It is a MAJOR privilege and an honor to be your friend and encourager — I think we all feel like imposters from time to time, and I’m always kind of amazed at the lengths God goes to encourage us out of those crisis moments. ð You’re great! and that’s all there is to it.
Rachel, you’re amazing. Thank you so much for your continuous encouragement. I need it. ð
You don’t know me…but I found your blog after I met someone who went on the World Race. I was curious so I researched it, found Seth Barnes’ blog, then found yours and I have been reading it every day since then. You have a similar personality to me, and I LOVE how you analyze everything and find the joy in every situation, regardless of the current circumstance. Thank you so much for encouraging ME in my walk with Christ, even though you don’t know me. It’s been such a joy to read every day! You have such a gift and I’m excited to keep reading! Especially the Sparkle and Pop entries! You are a blessing to so many people. Happy Thursday!
Kara,
It absolutely made my day to hear from you. Thank you so so much for reading and for reminding me that this isn’t just my story. It’s all of ours. ð I’ll try to get some more Sparkle & Pop coming your way. ð
Kara! Check out the new Sparkle & Pop page. ð I made it with you in mind. http://stephanielouisemay.wordpress.com/sparkle-pop-2/
Also found your blog through a WR friend! Absolutely love it! You ARE a writer! Your writing is beautiful and genuine, just like your testimony… I LOVE the story of “the lipstick gospel!” Keep it up, girl! You are inspiring more people and warming more souls with your words than you probably know! ð
Ashley,
Your words seriously warmed MY soul! I just cannot stop smiling. Thank you so much for reading. ð
I loved this post, especially how you recognize the support of the people who have read not only read your blogs but who have supported you financially. I have loved reading your blogs and often read them to your grandmother. Her comment has frequently been, ” are these being saved?” as she recognizes the quality of them. As for me, I feel the same way, not just because I’m your mother.
In your blogs, you speak to topics that many of us share as we try to continue in our spiritual journey. You have also shared valuable information about what is going on in the countries you were in on the Race. Keep it coming!
Love, Mom
I have absolutely the most incredible and supporting mother on the planet. Mama, thanks for always being my biggest fan!