My Support Letter

God called me to be a missionary at a young age. I couldn’t tell you where I was the first time I knew that I was going to be a missionary. I don’t even know how old I was when I felt the call. But, I do know that I have known God’s plan for my life since I was a very little girl. And over the years I have wrestled with this calling. Though God has clearly confirmed it time and time again, there have been times of doubt and times that I have struggled with the call to go and serve God abroad. Then this summer, I made my second trip to El Progreso, Honduras. The trip followed what had been a difficult year. I had 3 knee surgeries within the year leading up to this trip, I had left Bethel College and started taking online classes, and I felt lost and lonely in the new world of being an “adult.”

          The second day that I was in Honduras, Jesus came and shook up my little world. For the first time in months, He gave me an overwhelming sense of peace. I felt like I was at home. I knew that I was in a place where I belonged. And the rest of the week, I worked through those feelings, trying to better understand what the Lord was saying to me. It became very clear that I needed to move to Honduras. I had no doubt that this was where God was calling me to be. I knew that I was home, that I was in the center of His will for my life, and it was a wonderful feeling. I cried the whole way to the airport on the day we left. I sat in the back of the bus with my dad and my cousin Kara, and I was sad to be leaving the place where I had felt God’s presence so strongly and heard his voice so clearly. Throughout the entire bus ride, I kept hearing Him say, “You are coming back. I have plans for you here Charlotte. This is not goodbye.”

          The week that I got home, I got in contact with a school in El Progreso called Eternity. I emailed them and told them about my love for the country and the call that I felt. I heard back from them within a few hours and later in the week, they had offered me a job. With all of the physical challenges I have faced with my knees, I was unable to move right away. As this year has gone on, I know that this is the time that God has prepared for me to go. This summer, I will be moving to Honduras to teach English for one school year (Well, for now, who knows what is to come).

          You are receiving this letter because so many of you have not only supported my missions trips to Honduras, but you have also been a constant support through the years. Your encouraging words, visits to the hospital, meals brought to my home, laughter, movie days, and persistent prayers have been a constant source of joy for me! I want you to continue to be a part of my journey as I step into the new things God has for me!

YOUR SUPPORT IS NEEDED!

Prayer is the most important way- I would not be where I am now had it not been for so much answered prayer from my friends and family.  The prayer card is .a reminder that I need daily prayer.  Some specifics are;

·        Continued healing in my knees.

·        Anxiousness at living on my own in a foreign country

·        Wisdom and peace

Keep in Touch-

·         I will post frequently on my blog  thejoyfullittlecupcake.blogspot.com.

·        Facebook and tweets on Twitter

·         Email me  charcharlainey@gmail.com

Financially- While I will receive a monthly salary from the school, it will not be enough to cover my total expenses, including travel. I have estimated the cost for my year abroad to be an additional $6,000 beyond my salary. There are two ways to give to help support me:

·        Monthly support which can be given through Hope for One Child (June 2015-June 2016).

·        One-time Gift