I don’t think there was a magic moment for me; a moment where I knew that I was called into to go to nations or to work to see justice done in the earth.
I do remember sitting on my bed when I was twelve years old and realizing that I was not too young to change the world.
I do remember sharing the cry of the global persecuted church with a burning passion at fifteen.
I do remember being in high school and suddenly knowing that the Lord has positioned me to be a living encounter of hope and grace and freedom to others because of my story.
And I do remember being in Turkey and in the Dominican Republic in my twenties and colliding with how Holy Spirit was moving among the nations.
It was like He just breathed it into me, and it became a part of my nature. I feel like when He speaks, it builds something inside of us and every word from His mouth builds more.
And this, this is something He has been building in me for twelve years.
In the depths, my passion has always echoed for children and that every child would know they are loved. That they can feel safe enough to fall asleep at night. That they contain infinite value. That they can laugh and play with freedom. That they are not abandoned, but held. Not orphans, but sons and daughters of their heavenly Father.
I know how feelings of abandonment can cause grief on a life many years later. I know how abuses of power can devastate the heart. I know how when a child is starving for love, they will do anything to survive.
It is like my heart just beats wide open, raw and naked to rush in and to hold, to love, to pray, to give.
In September, I will be going into full-time missions for eleven months with the World Race. We will travel to eleven nations to love Jesus and to serve the poor. With my team, we will be heading to Philippines, Malaysia, Thailand, Cambodia, Uganda, Rwanda, South Sudan, Romania, Ukraine, Nepal and India.
I have no doubt that I will encounter suffering, pain and poverty but I also have no doubt that I will find Jesus in His grace, peace and extravagant love.
It is when I have looked in the eyes of deepest suffering, whether it is extreme poverty or whether it is a woman in grief, where I have seen Jesus.He is close to the brokenhearted and He exudes an incredible glory.
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Ashley Beaudin is a 24 year old lover of Jesus and grace, freelance writer, visionary and speaker. She is the editor and writer of The Story Project and founder of Overcome the Lie. You can follow her World Race journey here, connect with her at www.thestoryproject.org and chat with her on Twitter @ashleybeaudin.
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