It's hard to remember a time before Christ. Jesus has always been at the center of my family and I was only seven years old when I talked about salvation with my mom I accepted Christ and was baptized. Not much changed besides me trying to be a little bit better of a person and that was about it. Around sophomore year of high school, I had a bit of a wake-up call. While I was avidly going to church, and trying my best at maintaining my quiet time, I realized how much I hadn't surrendered to God. I was afraid of losing control of my life as if I had control of it in the first place. I had put more faith in my own expectations than in God. He very quickly showed me I was really headed nowhere at all. Whatever plan I thought I had, vaporized as I realized I truly didn't have one. I now had no plan for the future and yet had the greatest sense of peace about it. It was then that I knew that all I needed to know was that God had a plan for me. I didn't have to know every step of it I just had to know it was there and had been there long before I was born. When I realized that, God quickly began pulling me towards missions.

It took a few months of prayer for Him to convince me but God made it clear he wanted me to work with kids outside of the U.S. He wants me to teach them, and show them His love, and tell them He has an amazing plan for them. God wants me to help the whole world hear his amazing gospel. He has called me to be a light in the darker parts of the world and to be his hands. The Holy Spirit has guided me to Honduras as the first step of God's perfect plan for my life.