#8

Hey friends, 

Honestly I had no plans of making another blog post after I got home but I feel led to write about how the last two weeks have been being back in the great US of A. 

It didn’t quite sink in that I was truly home until last Wednesday. I opened up my prayer journal for the first time since I had been back. For some weird reason I just didn’t want to open it because I knew that when I did I would be reminded of where my heart was at in London. That scared me because I had no idea where my heart was at here. Reading the things I had written in London, Belgium, and Holland made me smile, cry, and just rejoice at how faithful God had been through one of the most testing seasons of my life. 

It also made me see how much I was struggling spiritually being at home. This might sound weird but when I arrived back in Katy I immediately saw that everything was almost exactly the same as I had left it. 

It seemed as if I had never left. 

No really, I honestly wondered if I ever left and spent 3 months of my life overseas. It was so crazy. If anything I had prepared myself for change. I was mentally prepared to be faced with a new town and my family and friends lives being changed drastically and that I wouldn’t recognize my own life. Does that make sense? 

But I certainly did not prepare for no change at all. 

So as I opened up my journal for the first time I began writing and begging God to remind me of what I did in London. I needed to be convinced and shown that I actually had left and it wasn’t just some weird dream I had. So that’s what my Wednesday night looked like. 

It wasn’t till the next morning when I was on my way to work I put Kari Jobe’s newest album on shuffle. An album that I listened to daily throughout my time away. 

*On a separate note, that album is AMAZING. Yall. I can’t even describe how much Kari’s music has affected me. Please please go listen to it if you haven’t already!*

So as I listened to this album for the first time in a few weeks I was floored by the memories that I had attached to those songs. Which song helped me through which event and the memories of Belgium and Holland, all wrapped up into this album. 

That’s when it fully hit me that I was back and that I felt very much alone.

How do I begin to carry over what I had learned in London and how do I make it apply to my life here. It’s not easy at all. Where do I begin? How do I begin? 

As I cried my way to work I wasn’t crying tears of fear or sadness but I was totally floored with love.  

For the first time since I had been back I felt that love that I felt in London. And it felt the same. 

I’m laughing at myself right now because I’ve mentally prepared for this for a while now. I have said to myself over and over again that “God doesn’t change. His love remains constant and faithful where ever you are. His love in London is the same in Katy and anywhere else in the world.” 

But when I actually felt that, crying in my car, I knew it to be true. 

Like I said, I wasn’t crying tears of sadness but of relief and joy at how faithful God was. Just the night before I had asked Him for reassurance in the events of my trip to London. 

I felt so crazy excited and unworthy that He would meet me there in my car cruising down I-10. 

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This morning was my first time being back in church since I got back. I had listened to Kari jobe’s album again and cried…again, on the drive in. 

After we sang a few songs Pastor Ryan invited us all to spend a few moments in prayer. I immediately just felt God calling me to pray for someone else. I wasn’t sure who to pray for but just started praying for the church body as a whole. Almost as if right on cue Ryan then asked us to pray for someone around us if we felt led. I immediately noticed an older couple sitting next to me and the wife was already praying out loud and the husband was crying silently. I asked if I could pray for them and when the wife said yes I felt God asking me to pray for any confusion they might have in their lives. 

As I continued to pray I just kept getting the word “healing” come to mind. I wasn’t sure if either of them had any illnesses currently but I just asked God that in that moment He would meet them right there and just provide healing whether that be spiritually or physically. After I finished I encouraged the woman and told her that God had given me the word “healing” for them. 

She told me that her husband was going through dialysis and that he was really struggling with coping with that. I was so grateful that God had allowed me to pray for them and encourage them in that moment. 

As we continued with worship I thanked God for that precious couple and for their faithfulness to worship even during such a hard season. 

After the service the woman approached me and she said, “God just wanted me to let you know that this is just beginning and that He is going to use you mightily.” 

After we parted ways I just couldn’t shake the feeling of joy and gratefulness at all God had done that morning. 

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of weird (to put it frankly). But for the first time I feel like I’m starting to process and act upon what I learned in London and how I changed spiritually while I was there. 

I know this post is super long so props to you if you’ve made it this far! Before I end I just want to share one more thing that has encouraged me so much. Before I left London I prayed a lot about finding God back home in Katy. Would He speak to me differently over there? How do I serve Him back at home? 

I was reminded of the last chapter in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis. Many of you are probably firmiliar with this book but for those of you who aren’t this book is part of the Chronicles of Narnia series. 

This last chapter shows how Lucy and Edmund learn that they will never travel to Narnia again and now it’s time to start their lives in their world. The text reads:

“Please, Aslan,” said Lucy. “Before we go, will you tell us when we can come back to Narnia? Oh please make it soon!”

“Dearest,” said Aslan very gently, “you and your brother will never come back to Narnia.”

“Oh, Aslan!” said Edmund and Lucy both. 

“You are too old, children,” said Aslan, and you must begin to come close to your own world now.” 

“It isn’t Narnia, you know.” sobbed Lucy. “It’s you. We shan’t meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you?”

“But you shall meet me, dear one,” said Aslan. 

“Are you there too sir?” said Edmund. 

“I am,” said Aslan. “But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason you why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.” 

These last few passages of this book hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt like Lucy leaving Narnia. I didn’t know how to find God back home or if I even could. 

Each day being back I’m learning who He is here. Yes He’s the same God and He remains constant but where is He at work in Katy? How is He changing our cities and our hearts here? 

It’s a crazy process but it’s amazing to see God’s heart for Katy and mainly, His heart for me. 

Although at first I felt like nothing had changed here, now it’s almost like I’m seeing Katy for the first time. 
– Lauren 

#7

Hey friends! 

As you all have probably guessed, I temporarily forgot that this blog existed! 

Our days are long and exciting and I often forget to keep you all updated on what’s happening! Although I have been posting lots of pics so that has to count for something! 😉 

So I have lots to share with y’all! 

First, we had our Art Exhibition on the 16th & 17th of March. Each one of the tracks here at YWAM Radiant worked so hard on their pieces and it was a huge success. I’d seen a few pieces here and there from everyone else but when I saw it all put together I was blown away. God is so good and His presence was so evident during each performance. I was praying that God would allow me to have conversations with people about my spoken word. Because I wrote about my spiritual journey, I wanted to go deeper and explain to people what God had done in my life. 

The last night of Exhibition I had such a great conversation with a group of artists about what God had done in my life and how He inspired my writing. One girl said that when I was talking she felt an enormous peace and that she really related to what I was talking about. It’s so amazing to see how God moves through us when we are willing to be vulnerable. I honestly didn’t want to do my spoken word at all and He really stretched me in those two months that we were preparing for Exhibition. If you’re interested in seeing the live stream video from our Exhibition, you can go to the facebook page “Londons Arts”! I’m interviewed in the video of the second night! (: 

Part of our team left for Belgium the following week to begin the outreach phase of the internship. We arrived in Brussels on the 21st and since then we’ve been doing a lot of intercession and evangelism around the city. Belgium is so beautiful and I’ve really enjoyed getting to know this city! Tonight we had some coffee house performances at the cafe that we’ve been doing some construction work on throughout the week. It was such a wonderful way to end our time here in Brussels as it was a great way to reach out to the community. Tomorrow we will take a bus to Holland and we’ll stay there for 12 days! Please continue to pray for our outreach as we are almost to the halfway point! 

I can’t thank you all enough for your sweet messages and for your prayers. God is growing my faith so much during this time and I feel so priveledged to have this opportunity!  

– Lauren 

Also, I’ll be posting a written copy of my spoken word on my facebook soon so keep an eye out for that if you can’t watch the livestream from Exhibition! (: 

#6

Hey y’all! 

So first off this blog post will be a bit shorter this week, but I wanted to share with you something God spoke to me a few days ago.

Even though I’ve been here a little over a month now, everyday is an adjustment.  

I can see God working in me and through me, and I can see Him growing my relationships here with the team and people I come into contact with on the streets. 

I’ve never been so comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. Does that make sense? 

The uncomfortable part is what I’m struggling with. I keep praying that God would just take away that feeling and have everything go smoothly. 

But this week he’s been showing me that it’s okay to have an uncomfortable and maybe a bit confusing season of our walk with Him. He totally dropped a bomb on me this week when He said, 

“You need to trust me and praise me in situations you don’t understand.” 

Ouch. 

Each day I have to consciously make that decision. I have to choose trust and praise even during the uncomfortableness of being in a new place, living in community, being pushed towards new things, being away from my family and friends. 

I’m still called to trust in Him and praise Him. 

I wanted to thank all of y’all for the support and prayers. During this time of spiritual growth and at times, confusion, having support back at home means so much to me. 

Also sorry I haven’t updated my blog in almost 2 weeks! Time flies here! 

I’ll write soon! 

– Lauren 

#5

Hey friends! 

This week was amazing! 

For those of you who read my last blog post you know about the sweet woman I met named Huey. I was able to talk to her again this week and when I told her I’d been praying for healing in her hand I was so happy to hear that her hand had been healing extremely quickly. I feel like God is slowly breaking down the barriers she has put up. It’s so cool to watch and so encouraging for me. 

So last Friday night was super powerful for me. I’m not sure if I’ve written much about our Friday night evangelisms but when we go to Camden we first prayer walk around the market and then we set up our guitars and the worship team leads us in songs. The rest of us start up conversations with the people who stop and listen to us play. 

So the night went great and I had several conversations with different people. But I didn’t really feel like I did much. Yes it was cool to meet new people and tell them what we were there for but I didn’t feel like I was able to share much about Jesus with them. 

(One thing I’ve learned here with YWAM is that sometimes evangelism doesn’t always look like “Hey here’s my Bible ready to learn about Jesus?” Sometimes is just showing people that you care about them enough to sit and talk with them outside in the cold. Bringing the presence of God into such dark places can be just as powerful as having a conversation with someone.)

So anyways like I was saying, the night went pretty well and when we were walking to the train platform to head home I was talking to one of the staff and asking about certain phrases in French (I took a bit of French last semester but wasn’t very good at it). 

A random guy walked up to me and starting asking if I knew French or if I was studying it here in London. We started talking about languages and why I was traveling here and when I mentioned that I had learned a bit of Hindi I was able to talk to him about my trips to India. I learned that he was born in England and raised a Muslim and that he really wasn’t into religion. He said his father told him that he could be and do anything he wanted so long as he left religion out of the equation.  

As I continued to ask him more about what he believes in I learned that he really admired people of faith but didn’t feel like it was for him. 

As I’m typing this I’m realizing that I can’t do this conversation justice.

 He was the sweetest man ever and genuinely wanted to know why I believe what I believe. 

After a few minutes of talking with him my train arrived and I had to part ways but I told him I would be praying for him because I felt that he was so close to the truth. As soon as I stepped on the train I just started sobbing. My family will tell you I NEVER cry but I just felt the Holy Spirit so strongly in those few minutes it was overwhelming. 

He was so hungry for the truth. 

Even now as I type this I’m asking myself and God “did I do enough?” I know that it’s not up to me to change his life. And I also know that what little I said God can use. 

It’s so hard for me to put into words how powerful that conversation was for me. 

The thing I just keep coming back to was just how hungry he was for the truth. When I asked him why he thought religion wasn’t for him he responded by saying “I hate how people use religion to get away with horrible things. Wars and violence in the name of religion just baffles me. I want no part of that.” 

I know he meant other religions besides just solely Christianity but y’all when the world sees us fighting with one another and declaring condemnation and shame on people who are different than us that effects them. The world sees how we act and how we live our day to day lives. 

The world is affected by this. 

People are affected by how we treat others. 

I say this because I pray that you will be intentional in how you present yourself to the world as a follower of Christ. 

I never caught his name but if you feel led to pray for him please do. God is fighting for his heart and I could see that so clearly. 

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So I wrote the previous part of this blog post Friday night after I talked to this man. Tonight as we were riding the train home we stopped in Camden. Just as I was thinking “That would be so cool if I saw him again.” He walked onto my train car. 

We immediately locked eyes and he walked over to me. After exchanging hellos I asked him about his week and I learned where he works. One of the first things he said to me was “Did you pray for me?” When I told him I had we chatted a few more minutes then parted ways. 

God is so amazing and so faithful. 

We talked for maybe 3 minutes total but I could see how he had thought about our conversation on Friday. 

It’s crazy to look back on what I wrote Friday night and then what happened tonight. 

I can’t wait to see what this week holds. 

Thank you for reading and I’m so thankful for you all. 

– Lauren 

#4

Hey y’all!

I’m almost 3 weeks into my internship here in London and it’s going great! 

Time is FLYING by. 

Our days consist of lots of prayer, worship, fellowship with one another, and of course time spent within our tracks! 

The days are long and busy but I’ve already learned so much both spiritually and artistically. 

So far in my acting career I’ve learned the important of telling stories, but here I’m being challenged with not just telling a story, but a message. 

Each week I work with the film track to create a short video on whatever that week’s topic is. This week the theme is beauty from ashes and I’m thrilled to start working on this project. 

Last week’s topic was impact. I took some shots around Portobello Road Market and combined different words and street art I found in the area. My main focus was to show how together, words and art have the power to create and build, to empower and impact. 

Now that I’ve given a brief snippet of what I’ve been doing in my track, I want to tell y’all about a really special woman I met during Evangelism on Saturday. 

My group and I first saw Huey performing on a street corner during the busy hours of the market. We heard her singing before we found her in the sea of people and instantly just captured by her voice. As we stood and listened for a few songs she talked about how she had recently suffered from a hand injury but still wanted to continue playing. When she introduced each song we saw that clearly her hand wasn’t the only part of her that was hurting. Her songs were about drinking, shame, domestic abuse, and failure. 

We waited for her to finish a set and then went over to talk to her. She told us about how she received her injury from an axe (I have no idea how that happened but I can only imagine how painful that must be). When we asked if we could pray for healing in her hand she said that she was raised in a Christian home but after some bad stuff happened to her she turned away from that life. She said she didn’t feel right about us praying for her because she wasn’t a part of that life anymore.

Those words haunted me even after we encouraged her and parted ways. How she felt was simple. 

She thought that door was shut for her. 

That that chapter of her life had ended and the truth wasn’t accessible to her because of the past. 

I’ve prayed a lot for Huey this week and that God would restore her joy. 

That He would reveal His heart for her. 

I know He’s not finished with her story and when He moves in her, she’s gonna have such an amazing testimony to tell. 

So please friends, if God puts this on your heart this week, please pray for Huey with her beautiful voice and beat up guitar. I know God’s gonna do an amazing work in her life and I’m so encouraged by that. 

That’s all for today but I just really wanted to share that story with you! 

Again, thank you for all of the prayers, they mean so much to me and I’m so grateful for the support! 

– Lauren
 

#3

Hi Friends! 

This week has been a crazy blur of wonderful. 

God is so good. 

This week I’ve had the chance to sit down with the other people in my theatre track and gotten to know them (they’re pretty dang awesome), and we talked about our goals for this internship as a whole. Right now for this track I’m working on a spoken word piece that I’ll get to use when we go on outreach! I’m also collaborating with the film track and making a video every week on a different topic. 

I was super nervous about spoken word because I’ve never done it before but after a couple days of prayer I have something I’m working on that I absolutely love and I can’t wait to share it with you all when I’m finished!! 

So on Friday we went to Soho for evangelism where we set up a tent in the red light district. We handed out tea and coffee and basically just wanted to bring God’s presence into that place of darkness. Half of us started off by prayer walking the perimeter and as I was walking I just kept asking God to show me where He was in Soho and how He was moving even in the midst of so much brokenness. 

It wasn’t until we switched with the other half of our team and I was standing outside the tent that I felt God answer. Surrounded by drug dealers, homeless and drunk people I felt so much love. When I looked at them I just saw them as God’s children. I know we all know this to be true that we all belong to Him, but I’ve never actually felt that about someone else that strongly before. I know that God was showing me how He feels about those people and how He doesn’t see their brokenness and sin, He sees their hearts. 

God provided such a unique way for me to feel this. I got so warm. 

Now let me explain why this was a big deal for me. 

We had been told by the staff that it was gonna be super cold that night and being outside for a few hours, we really had to bundle up. 

Being from Texas, that meant that I would basically be in the equivalent of Antarctica for the night. 

Naturally, about an hour or so before evangelism all my coat buttons fell off. I have no idea how it happened they just popped right off. 

God must have a sense of humor because I seriously was like “God do you want me to freeze tonight?!” 

Seriously. Of all the nights to loose my coat buttons. 

So back to the story. As I got warmer I was able to relax a bit more and focus on what I was doing. Y’all I was so perfectly warm I even took my gloves off. 

It was so weird at first until I realized what God was doing and what He was showing me. 

I know being warm was such a small detail but y’all that’s where He is. The details that we worry and freak out about. He takes care of the details that we think will ruin our nights or detain us from doing our tasks. And while He takes care of them He shows us things that we’ve never felt before. 

I felt so much love for those people that night. I didn’t see a drug dealer, or a prostitute. I saw His children. His beloved. 

That’s how we need to see each other. 

That’s just one story from this week that I really wanted to share with you guys. 

Also, got some really exciting news this week. 

For outreach my team and I are traveling to Belgium and Holland!! 

I don’t know most of the details but I promise to post them as soon as I know. 

I cannot begin to describe how excited I am to see what God does through this. 

God is working so much in my heart and through my team, it’s so cool to watch. 

Jesus just rocks y’all. 

Thank you so much for the prayer and messages of support. I’m grateful for each and every one of y’all. 

– Lauren 

#2

Hey y’all!! 

First off, I’m sorry I’m just now getting a chance to post anything. I’ve really enjoyed these past few days exploring and traveling around this beautiful city. I absolutely LOVE London. I appreciate your patience as I’m just now updating you all about my trip. 

I moved into my YWAM house 2 days ago and got the chance to meet all the other interns and staff. I’m super excited to start this journey and see how God brings this team together. 

As I said in my previous post, this blog ain’t always gonna be pretty. So time for some real talk. Here’s what I’m excited for and scared for. I want to make a record of these so at the end I can look back and see how God worked through my insecurities as well as my hopes. 

So not in any particular order, here it goes. 

– I’m excited to build a community with the fellow interns and staff. I know God hand picked this team to be together and discovering why He did that is gonna be such a beautiful thing. 

– I’m scared that this is all new. New house. New people. New country. It’s just now setting in that I’ll be here for 3 whole months. Not gonna lie the first night was rough. I questioned whether or not I could do this or if I made the right decision. With each day I feel more and more confident and I get to know my team and learn more about the people I’m now living with. 

– I’m so excited to live here. I’m laughing at myself because I literally just typed that I was scared to live here but I think you can be excited and scared at the same time. Right? I freaking love London and I can’t believe that I’m blessed with this opportunity. Being here feels so right and that makes me excited for the future and to get started with the internship. 

– I’m scared that I won’t have what it takes to put myself out there and just obey the Lord blindly. Some of you might be like “Honey you got a BIG storm comin'” and you’re right, I do!!! I know that God doesn’t NEED me and I can’t mess up his plans. I’m am just a vessel that He’s using. However my flesh is making me scared. (Sorry for the Christian lingo, I just re-read that sentence and was like whattt?) 

These are just 4 things that are on my heart right now. If you feel led at all to pray for me in any of these areas I would absolutely love that. Although I’m in a house with 12 other people, I’m still somewhat on my own. I just met everyone and now we’re suddenly living together, it’s all a lot to get used to. It’s crazy and amazing but also a little scary and weird. 

There are some moments when I feel so so ready and excited for these next few months but sometimes when I let my mind wander and I forget why I’m here there’s a bit of fear that creeps in. But I know God’s got this and He’s got me. 

Psalm 18:26-36 has really been on my heart since I arrived here, especially verse 34! I love that it not only talks about God preparing and training us for what’s to come, but also being faithful throughout our journey and never leaving our side. I’ve found a lot of comfort and security in this scripture. 

I start working on Tuesday, at this YWAM base our weekends are Sunday and Monday so I’ll post sometime later this week!! 

Also I’m posting this from my phone so I’m not sure how to attach any pictures for the header. I think I was able to attach one of my team outside of St. Paul’s cathedral but I can’t see it. I am SO not tech savvy so sorry about that!!! 

Again, thank you thank you thank you for the prayers!! 

– Lauren 

#1

Is this crazy or what?! I cannot believe that I’m moving to London in 24 hours.

Many of you have asked about how you can stay updated on my travels and what God is revealing to me during this time.  Well congrats.  You’ve come to the right place.  First off, I need to let y’all know a few things about this blog and I guess about me too.  Let’s get started.

1. I’m a terrible writer.
2. No really, please don’t be expecting an amazing novel. This is just my hot mess self trying to write about this crazy adventure that I’m about to embark on.
3. I am stinkin’ excited about this blog. The story of how I got to this point in my YWAM journey (I’ll get to that in a second) has been such a testimony to God’s faithfulness that I can’t help but get excited about what’s to come.
4. Please don’t judge my titles for my entries. I’m a bad writer but I’m even worse and trying to create titles for said entries. This is why I will proceed to simply label them as #1, #2, etc.  Hey, I can’t be perfect at everything so it’s all good.
5. Finally, I am going to do my best to give you the unedited, cold hard truth of what’s going on in my life.  Meaning this isn’t going to be sugar-coated or changed to be lighter reading for you all.  I know without a doubt that God is going to grow me during this time and I know without a doubt that might not always be comfortable for me.  I want to share all of it with you, not just the fun parts. Does that make sense?

Okay so now that that’s taken care of I can move on to the good stuff.

Many of you might have heard the story of how I got to this point but for those of you that have not, I hope you enjoy it because I think it’s pretty dang cool.

Towards the end of my junior year of high school I decided that I wanted to take a gap year after I graduated.  I had no idea what that would look like, I just knew I wanted to reserve that time for some sort of mission trip. Many of my friends had taken their gap years through an organization called YWAM (Youth With A Mission).  With bases all over the world, the possibilities were endless as to where I wanted to go and what I wanted to focus on (justice ministry, evangelism, etc.).

I prayed about it for several months and really felt called to go forward with this and see where God would take me.  I entertained the idea of going to various countries with different focuses, trying to pick the right one. Since there were so many I felt a little overwhelmed in choosing.

I knew that I was being called to this journey but I just wasn’t at peace with anything I had looked at so far. I really wanted to go somewhere in Europe (mainly London) because for anyone who knows me, you know that I’ve always been super obessed with all things British. However, for some reason I felt like that was an easy answer.

I also didn’t really look into the theatre focuses because I also thought that was too easy of an answer. Like I was choosing my gap year based on what I enjoyed doing and what I was good at.

I thought that the trip had to be hard for it to actually be considered a “mission trip”.  Am I making sense?

As the time grew closer for me to choose my time, location, and focus, I began to get frusterated and hesitant about the whole process.

Now some of you might be like, “but wait, you just said you knew you were called to this like one sentence ago”.  Well yes, I did. Welcome to the mind of Lauren Debor.  Where you like to second guess everything and constanstly wonder if God actually knows what He’s doing. But let me explain why I was feeling this way.

• I was scared to say “Oh send me anywhere God!” because I did not want him to send me anywhere. I was convinced that I would be sent somewhere that I hated and I would be miserable for the next 3 months.
• I was hesitant because every single country and focus I looked at just didn’t feel right. I just wasn’t at peace with anything I looked at. I still felt called to serve with YWAM, I just didn’t feel called to a specific location.
• I was frusterated because I wanted to have one picked early so I could start fundraising and telling everyone where I was going.  I had a time table set up in my mind and I was not budging.  I was getting angry that I still hadn’t found the right location or focus.

I felt like a total loser for not being able to say “Send me anywhere God!” but that’s honestly how I was feeling.

I’m not saying I didn’t want it to be hard, I just didn’t want to hate where I was.

I remember sitting at lunch with a friend of mine and as I was telling her all of this she said “I think you have the wrong view of God.  He’s going to give you a heart for wherever He sends you. He’s given you your passions for certain focuses and countries for a reason”.

I felt like a total idiot when she said that. God knows my desires and what I have a heart for.  And He gave those to me for a reason. So  why would I try and push those aside because it’s “too easy of an answer”. It’s not an easy answer…it just makes sense to oh I don’t know, use the gifts He gave me!

I went home that afternoon and literally just googled “YWAM London”. My internship was the first thing that popped up.

So that whole process made me realize that using my talents and gifts isn’t an easy way out.  Just because I can’t go dig a well for people who don’t have water doesn’t mean that my talents are any less important or that they suddenly aren’t considered useful.

Knowing this makes me so excited to take this journey. I want to thank you for your support.  It truly means so much to me to have a community that covers me in prayer and support as I prepare to take this first step.  I’m so excited to see where God takes me!

Also, I have no idea how long blog posts are supposed to be so if this was extremely long I’m sorry and props to you for reading it all! (:

I’ll write soon!!

-Lauren