When I wrote down “raise 30,000 for a ministry” last December as I was planning for my 2016 goals, I freaked out a little bit. It seemed to big, and it still seems to big. But something inside me just knew I couldn’t scratch it out and run from it – it was written down in sharpie on my giant white poster board, staring back at me. It was the goal I was more scared of than any other, and I knew I had to do it.
The problem was, I had no idea how, and I didn’t have a clue which ministry to give to. I’ve never done fundraising before (besides helping our youth group raise money for camp), so the whole thing just seems a bit overwhelming.
As I’m typing this, I’m still not sure what I’m doing or how I’m going to get there. But why not try?
All year I’ve been asking God which ministry to give to. And all year He’s been silent. We are involved in several ministries, local and global, and we love to give. But I knew I needed confirmation from the Lord before I decided which ministry.
11 months passed, and I still didn’t know. I kept praying, asking God to show me. And I kept waiting.
Here was my criteria:
– I wanted it to meet an extreme need: spiritual and physical.
– I didn’t want it going to a building… I felt strongly it should go directly to people.
– I wanted it to resonate with my followers.
– I needed an easy format for giving since I’ve never done this before.
– I wanted it to open my eyes to hurting people that I’m not usually aware of at Christmastime.
1 week into December, and I still had no idea. I would ask God to reveal it to me while I was driving, and I would ask God to show me in church, and I would pray if I couldn’t sleep. I really wanted this to come from HIM. Still, nothing.
One night, Milly woke me up around as she began to cry. I went into her room and calmed her down, finally getting her back to sleep. When I got back to my room, I laid in my bed and couldn’t fall asleep for anything. I began to pray as I laid there, staring at the ceiling. I tossed and turned, and finally pulled out my phone to look at Instagram and distract my mind.
That’s when I stumbled upon Dressember. I didn’t follow Dressember, and I honestly don’t even know how I happened upon it. But at 2:30am, God answered my prayer. As I scrolled through their feed and read about their organization, I kept asking, “God, is this it?” I felt immense peace. It checked every box. And immediately my heart was burdened for women who were trapped, scared, and used.
While perusing their Instagram feed, I learned that it costs $6,300 to fund a rescue mission. I knew that’s where I wanted this money to go: to meet that extreme spiritual and physical need. As I lay in bed, I felt a strong burden to pray for the 5 women that will be rescued because of the money that we raise.
The very next morning, I put on a dress. Even though I had missed the first few days of dress wearing in December, I knew it wasn’t too late. And I’ve been wearing a dress every day since.
Do you know what wearing a dress does in the middle of December? Besides making me get creative with layers and warmth, it reminds me daily of the women I am praying for and raising this money for. Already, this organization has opened my eyes to hurting people that are not usually on my mind.
I am so thankful for this opportunity, and I humbly ask that you prayerfully consider giving. One thing is for sure: I cannot do this on my own!
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