cincinnati bound

Over the past few months, I have been oppressed by feelings of apathy. As my own mother put it I had “lost the spark in my eyes.”

I am glad to announce that I have found something that made me excited once again. At the end of July I will be moving to Cincinnati to work with a non-profit organization called Cincinnati Urban Promise. This is a one to two year internship where I will also be obtaining my Master’s degree in Social/Civic Entrepreneurship.

“Cincinnati Urban Promise, Inc. (CUP) seeks to create holistic change in the lives of individuals, families, and neighborhoods by meeting their spiritual, physical, emotional, and academic needs through a Christ-centered approach to education, empowerment, and loving relationship.”

While there, I will be responsible for assisting in the day-to-day operation of the mentoring and summer programs. This also includes assisting with recruitment of youth, volunteers, parent involvement, and building relationships with the local schools and churches. The programs are there to encourage the youth to break the cycle of poverty in their families and help to instill wisdom to make good choices by building quality, supportive and loving relationships with these families.

I will also be aiding in being involved in the community and helping the organization to work towards better marketing and PR.

The MASCE degree will teach practical skills in leading organizations. It will teach me how to create my own non-profit and dig into the deeper issues of social justice and poverty.

The last couple of months I have been thinking about going into non-profit work but couldn’t find many positions available without experience or a degree. This opportunity will give me both so I am very excited for this new endeavor!

I was thinking about this next step as I was riding the train home from work last night and couldn’t help but listen to the conversation happening behind me. A girl was explaining to her friend why she never had any close friends. She said, “I’m always nice to my friends. I’m always there for them. But I keep a tally of all the things they do wrongful to me and then when they do one big thing, I’m done with them. You can’t let anybody too close…”

Honestly, that doesn’t seem like a way I want to live.

As I plan to leave town and move to a new place, it pains me to leave behind the people I love. I have enjoyed every second of being home this past year to spend with my family, my friends since elementary school and all of my new friends I’ve made at work and church. But it’s worth it.

We miss out on so much when we decide to not love too deeply and keep everyone at a distance. Sure, with great love can come great hurt—this is true. But what kind of life can you live without love?

Even though I only plan on being in Cincinnati for up to two years, I still desire to build relationships and to love the people I meet deeply—to share stories and experiences. Yes, I may one day have to say goodbye which will hurt once again, but what a joy it is to love that much.

How exhausting it must be to never be close to anyone and keep a tally of wrongs. How tiring it is to constantly have to watch your back and have nobody to rely on. Though love comes with many risks, the rewards outweigh them all.

When I look back on my life, it is the times of love that I remember most. The times of vulnerability that brought me closer to a person. The breakthroughs and tears, the laughter and genuine hugs… I wouldn’t trade any of those experiences to erase the times that brought me pain.

I thank everyone that I have shared life with in this past year. I thank you for letting me into your lives and sharing your stories with me. We are not meant to live at a distance with one another. We are meant to live in community and to love one another unconditionally—wherever we are.

then she appeared

Currently listening to "Then She Appeared" by XTC. It was in the background of a Gilmore Girls episode that I watched last night and has been stuck in my head ever since. It's a great slow song jam and I mean, Rori and Jess... 

I digress. (Like how I just rhymed there?) 

Multiple times in my life I have brought up ideas that I had or things that I’ve wanted to do and get the response, “Wow, that seems ambitious…” as if it’s a bad thing!

Why do we criticize ambition? We don’t think we do, but we do. For instance, if our ambitions are safe, then ambition is applauded. But if we’re thought of as too ambitious, then it becomes a problem.

We all love to say quotes like “nothing is impossible” but as soon as we want to do something that’s a little risky, suddenly things become impossible.

Yes, I have failed. I may have taken on more than I could handle in the past. But do I let these failures hold me back in the sense that I stop dreaming big? Do I let these failures tell me that I can only play it safe from now on?

I want to be “too ambitious.” I never want to stop dreaming big.

Failure isn’t a sign that we should dream smaller dreams. It just means something bigger is waiting for us.

But we have to find it.
Don’t settle.

It’s never too late to learn something new. Just because we've accomplished one dream doesn’t mean there isn’t another one to catch. And just because we’ve failed doesn’t mean we dreamed too big.

We’re allowed to have new dreams and no matter how old we are, life doesn’t stop moving!

Keep dreaming.
It’s what makes us human.
It’s what keeps us alive.

We need to stop just talking about what we would love to do “someday” and do it.
Someday is today!

Even the small things. If we want to do trips or activities, we have to just do them. In the end, we’re not going to remember how much money was spent, we are going to remember the experience. It’s worth it to be a little risky and to actually do things rather than just talking about the things we wish we could do.

Ultimately, most of our wishes are within reach if we take the time to grasp them.

I honestly think we make failure out to be so much more than it has to be. Failure isn’t always a bad thing. It gives us a chance to start over, to find new direction. Failure is usually the start of a success. Everyone fails, it’s a part of life. We’re all failures. And it’s those failures that can re-inspire us and give us hope for something better.

We give failure too much power. It isn’t something we should be afraid of.

The fear of failure shouldn’t be the reason we don’t try something.

Sometimes we will fail, sometimes we will succeed. But it’s this process of trying that makes it all worthwhile and a beautiful experience. The process of trying is life. If we’re never trying anything, then what are we doing? 

this is my heartbeat song

Current song playing on repeat: My Heartbeat Song by Kelly Clarkson.

Kelly just gets it.

That has nothing to do with my blog post besides the fact that I am listening to that song on repeat as I type this. Don’t judge me, it’s a great song.

It’s been pretty much a full year since I graduated college. From the outside, it looks like my life is falling apart. I mean, what has happened in the past year? All my hopes and dreams fell apart, I am working “the dream job” where I dress up as an 18^th century colonial person every day and seat people at tables. I haven’t liked a guy in a super long time. Then I met someone that I actually really liked. And he lives all the way across the world. I had a mental breakdown because I couldn’t drop $3,000 to go see the tulips in Holland. As in, I literally went to my room and cried and then had to go drive around in my car and listen to music to calm me down. Because I couldn’t go see the tulips. It was pathetic. Oh, and I can’t make it to my best friend’s bridal shower (and I’m her maid of honor) because I’m too busy dressing up as a colonial person and seating people at tables.

Do you feel better about your life yet?

Yes, from the outside my life has fallen apart and been trampled on by dinosaurs. I’ve been depressed, I’ve felt selfish because I just want to do what I want to do but I can’t do anything I want.

But I’m happy.

I’m happy because I know in life it’s not about what I’m doing. It’s about how I’m doing it and who I’m doing it with. I’m happy because I am proud of where I am in life. No, I don’t know what I’m doing. My senior year of college and the many months after that was dedicated to a job that fell through and now I’m stuck wondering what exactly I want to do with my life. But that’s not what life is about.

To be honest with you, my ideal life wouldn’t be centered around a career. My ideal life would be traveling around, meeting new people and just working odd jobs. Once I get these loans paid off, that’s probably what I’ll end up doing.

A lot of people might think this is a waste of the four years I spent in college. But I don’t agree with that at all. Those four years in college made me who I am today and because of that it is worth every penny spent. I made friends that are priceless. My character was built and I feel that the education I received can be used in any path I choose. I learned how to write well and document life creatively. I learned about God and how to live life with purpose. Whatever path I choose from here, those skills and life lessons will be used.

I don’t base my choices on the fact that I got a college degree in Communications. My life does not center around that fact. I want to love people in any way I can. I want to get to know people and their stories. I want to work hard and be fine with being poor. Change the world in little ways. Work, but don’t center everything around my job. Travel the world and volunteer places and learn different cultures. Write as much as I can and talk to people in coffee shops. Mentor young adults and love the unloved. Cook meals for the entire neighborhood and listen to live music.

Life is not going as I planned it. I specifically remember thinking this after graduation last year. “Wow, I mean, everyone says they can’t plan life because it never goes as planned but so far, my plans have gone pretty well!”

Can someone say crash and burn?

Plans have never been my forte.

I figured I should write this post because

1.) I haven’t written in a while and I thought if I didn’t write something soon I would probably never write ever again. The last blog post I wrote was about going to South Africa and I just couldn’t bring myself to write another post talking about how I’m not going because I don’t know. But then I was like, hey. Bob Marley said not to worry about a thing because it’s going to be alright. So I took his advice. I think he’s right.

 2.) I have a lot of friends graduating this year and l just wanted to say to those friends, don’t get too wound up in the “what” are you doing. Focus more on how you do it and who you are doing it with. Those are the important parts.

Culture may be telling me that I am a failure. A college graduate living at home and not working in the field that she majored in.

What I have to say to culture? You can’t hold me down. 

#joytoafrica2016

It's a rare exception when someone knows at 10 years old what she wants to do when she grows up and sticks with it. I was not one of those exceptions. If you had asked me at the beginning of last year what I wanted to do, I wouldn't have known. What I did know was that I wanted to help people in some way, shape or form. 

I always knew that I wanted to help people in some way, but my motivation has slowly changed. I was so obsessed with helping people because it made me feel good that I missed God in it.  But slowly, through meeting different people and having different experiences, I began to see what Christ actually looks like. I began to realize that it is not about me. When I look at other people, I see Jesus. I see Jesus in the homeless man freezing on the street. I see Jesus in my co-workers, friends and enemies. And that causes me to love each and every person in a way that is indescribable. Christ's love is so powerful that it causes me to strive to bring compassion and justice to the vulnerable, the weak, the hurting, the average joe, and the stingy. Everyone deserves to experience the love of Christ. 

I've always had the desire to combine the media with sharing people's stories. This passion was solidified after various international experiences and when I had the opportunity to intern at Trans World Radio (TWR) for a summer. Now I have decided to commit a period of my life to share joy and hope in Johannesburg, South Africa with TWR. 

TWR's ministry vision is to reach the world for Christ by mass media so that lasting fruit is produced. Project Hannah is a ministry of TWR that offers compassion, encouragement and hope to suffering women worldwide through prayer, awareness and radio programming. Their purpose is to raise awareness and empathy for the plight of women worldwide. 

According to a study on violence against women, South Africa has the highest rate ever reported in research anywhere in the world. "In South Africa, statistics say someone gets raped every four minutes... the rate of murders of women in South Africa is equally troubling" (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/03/08/south-africa-violence-against-women_n_2837804.html).  

"...feminism is the radical notion that women are human- equal in value and dignity to men- and that vision has yet to be fully realized" (http://rachelheldevans.com/blog/we-need-feminism). 

My position will be the Project Hannah Regional Coordinator Assistant. I will be mentoring, coordinating the monthly prayer calendar, visiting and encouraging women, advocating and praying as well as updating the website and researching issues facing women in Africa. I will be responsible for writing, editing and proofreading different articles and publications. 

Some of these women just need to know that someone cares. My goal is to love these women and share with them the hope of Christ. That there is a God who cares for them, intricately created them and has an awe-surpassing love that we could never imagine. 

Thousands of letters are sent to Project Hannah each year sharing stories of changed lives. I could not be more excited to be a part of future stories. 

How you can help! 

I cannot leave for South Africa until I am fully funded. I am required to raise $3,000 a month (I will be in Johannesburg for three years) as well as a one time start-up amount of $20,000. (http://www.twr.org/global_staff/pearson/).

You can help by giving a monthly amount- a super quick and easy way to give is through this website where you can set up an automatic giving account ( 

You can also sign up for my e-newsletter as well! 

Can't give at this time? You can still help! 

One HUGE way that you could help is by spreading the word! Whether you live in New Jersey, Arkansas, California, or wherever, spreading the word is super easy. 

1. Get me connected to your church! I would love to be able to give a presentation at your church. It is a great way to spread the word to more people. If you could help set up a meeting with me and your pastor that would be incredible. 

2. Hold a small group. Whether it's a Sunday School class you attend, a Bible study, or if you'd like to invite some friends over to your house, I would absolutely love to be able to present and spread the word in a small group. 

3. Share on social media! Here is a link to a short 3 minute video that explains everything that this ministry involves. If you know anyone who would be interested in supporting this type of ministry, share this video with them and help get me connected! 
http://vimeo.com/105785126


These are three easy ways to help refer me to some new people. I would greatly appreciate your prayers and I hope you will join my team by giving and/or helping to spread the word! 

To contact me you can email me at rpearson@twr.org. 

My goal and vision would be to have all the money raised by the end of the year. That may seem impossible, but with your help I know it can happen. 

Happy New Year! 

what is true happiness?

I was asked a question this past week that made me really think. He asked, "What does true happiness mean to you?" 

It's a question that honestly, I thought I'd be able to answer pretty quickly. I'm a fairly happy person... I have a lot to be thankful for... yet, I stood there unable to answer. What does true happiness mean to me? It's a question I feel many people today wonder about time to time again. 

So, I've decided to do a little research and see what others thought what true happiness was. I found answers from the average person, philosophers, the Bible, bloggers... and decided to share some answers with you. 


The "Average" Person. 

"It seems to me that happiness is a natural state. It's when I've tried to be like others, or tried to live up to others' expectations that resulted in me being unhappy... We can always do things our own unique way and the more you be yourself the more you will grow. This way your presence of being will always grow and though you will face hardships you will always triumph if you find the good in life. And there are a lot of good people out there too who are searching for the same peace of mind. Happiness is contagious!"

"A smile on your face usually means you're happy. But then you would only know you're happy when you are looking in the mirror. To me true happiness is seeing the smiles on others' faces. Knowing I had a hand in putting the smile there is my true happiness."

"I think true happiness is to be loved by the people that are closer to you."

"Whatever makes you feel good. Whatever makes you feel comfortable, free and at peace."

"To be in a good place where everything around you is secure and you have no secrets or pains to protect or cover up. You can just be yourself and enjoy it."

"The absence of greed, hatred and delusion."

"When you have no worries around you... and some chocolate could help too." 

"For people it's different. I'm happy when I'm with my friends. When I get compliments on my academics."

"Finding peace within myself." 


Philosophers.

Socrates

To find true happiness you must keep interested in the truth and make sure that your soul is as good as possible. To get a good soul, maintain the four virtues of prudence, temperance, courage and justice. 

Augustine of Hippo

Lasting happiness is possible only living in God. God is the greatest happiness that a man can achieve. 

Arthur Schopenhauer

Happiness is a wish that is satisfied, which in turn, gives rise to a new wish. The absence of satisfaction is suffering, that results in an empty longing. Happiness is linked with the movement of time. We feel happy when time moves faster and sad when time slows down. 

Ludwig Marcuse

There are only some moments of happiness in life, but that great permanent happiness does not exist. 


Psychology.

Psychology has defined happiness as subjective well-being, however, some theorists disagree with this and instead promote the idea of the meaningful life being as important or more important than a happy one. 

Dr. Mark Atkinson

"True happiness is worlds apart from 'normal happiness.' True happiness describes a deep sense of inner well-being, peace and vitality that is with you most of the time in most circumstances. People, who experience true happiness, feel a deep sense of gratitude for simply being alive. Unlike normal happiness which comes and goes and is dependent on certain things happening, true happiness is independent of our life situation. This doesn't mean you don't feel anger, or sadness or fear, in fact the opposite is often the case. Truly happy people have the ability to feel those emotions deeply and fully, but they don't lose sight of themselves as they do, they remain aware and present to their thoughts and motions without getting caught up in them."


The Bible. 

Psalm 30:1-12
"I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up and have not let my foes rejoice over me. O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me. O Lord, you have brought my soul from Sheol; you restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit. Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name. For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning." 

John 15:9-11
"As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love. If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father's commandments and abide in his love. These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full."



There are many people who are striving to find happiness each and every day. The truth is, happiness is all around us. We just have to look in the right place. 

in a world of challenges

"The truth is that stress doesn't come from your boss, your kids, your spouse, traffic jams, health challenges, or other circumstances. It comes from your thoughts about these circumstances."

Truthfully, I love to play the blame game. Whatever challenge comes my way, I always find a way to blame it on something else. Even something simple that happened today... my computer keyboard randomly stopped working. I instantly threw up my hands and gave up because "technology just hates me." It obviously didn't have anything to with the simple fact that it ran out of batteries. 

I love to blame my stress on my circumstances. I have a long list of reasons of why certain things are the way they are and none of them have to do with my own self and attitude. Things happen. Challenges come. But these circumstances in themselves do not bring you stress. It's the thoughts about your circumstances that bring you stress. The fact that I'm not making as much money as I'd like in itself is not bringing me stress. What brings me stress are all the worrisome and anxious thoughts that I have about my circumstances. 

If you have a positive attitude and constantly strive to give your best effort, eventually you will overcome your immediate problems and find you are ready for greater challenges. 

In all circumstances, we can choose to be a blessing. We can choose to look at challenges as opportunities instead of burdens. When we use our challenges to learn, we can bless others as well. 

I heard a message the other day and it reminded me that there are many things that we come with the attitude of "have to" instead of "get to." This is something I am learning in some of the challenges I face and changing my perspective. 

For example, as most of you know I am raising support in order to work in South Africa. Recently, I've had the mindset of I have to raise support. But what a change in perspective when I change the word have to get. I GET to raise support! What an exciting opportunity to bond people together for one goal. 

I'm challenging myself and I'd like to challenge you to think about all of the "have to's" in your life and look at it from another perspective. Yes, I have to go to work. But I get to go to work so that maybe in some small way I can make somebody's day. 

And that brings me to my next support team highlight of the week: Beth Waltrip. 

I have known Beth forever. She has been such a blessing in my family's life and her and my mother's friendship has given me hope and inspiration for my own friendships. Seeing how long their friendship has lasted and how it's still going strong is amazing. I love all the memories of birthdays where she has always baked the most delicious cakes. 



         My mom and Beth-- and a delicious cake! 

I love that she didn't have to be on my support team. But she chose to. We get to be in God's ministry together. 


Thank you to all who are currently supporting and praying for me. If you'd like more information on my ministry vision and financial goals, please email me at rpearson@twr.org. 

dealing with uncertainty

"I spent a lot of years trying to outrun or outsmart vulnerability by making things certain and definite, black and white, good and bad. My inability to lean into the discomfort of vulnerability, limited the fullness of those important experiences that are wrought with uncertainty: Love, belonging, trust, joy and creativity to name a few."

This quote rings true with many of us. Uncertainty may be one of the largest reasons people hold back. It is because of uncertainty that people don't follow their dreams. It is because of uncertainty that people don't tell people how they really feel. It is because of uncertainty that people put up walls and boundaries. It is because of uncertainty that people don't put their ideas out there. 

I am writing today not because I have some "cure" for uncertainty. Uncertainty will always be there and will always be a part of our every day lives. We will never be certain about the things we think we are certain about. In the back of our minds of everything we do, there is always that nagging thought that nothing is definite. There will be always a little bit of doubt in our minds that what we are doing is the wrong thing. 

I'm writing today because this uncertainty at times will control me. I live my life in the fear of uncertainty. I wake up and I say, "It's going to be a great day!" But then uncertainty crowds my minds with "what if" questions and telling me that I'll never be good enough to accomplish the things I need in order to succeed. I become unmotivated and depressed and instead of really trying at life, I find comfort in the cozy chair and watch endless amounts of Netflix. "It doesn't matter," I think. "If I'm not actually going to accomplish anything I should just skip all the strife and start doing where I'm going to end up. On this chair of failure and discontent." 

And among the attacks of uncertainty, we don't listen to the one thing we can be certain in. Christ's love. His whisper is in there if we choose to listen. 

I think we choose to listen to uncertainty because it is easier. It is easier to give up. It is easier to blame our circumstances on things that we don't know. It's easier for us to accept our failures and decide to live a mediocre life. 

If we actually listened to the voice we can be certain in, we would have no choice but to do something. When I hear the voice of Certainty it is saying, "I am certain in  your future. I am certain in your love, belonging, trust, joy and creativity. I am certain that I will be with you when things are bad and when things are good. I am certain that even when it's not OK, I will be taking care of you. I am certain that you will succeed if you follow me." 

Of course, it's not always easy to follow the voice of Certainty because it requires trust. But I would much rather trust in certainty of God's love than the destruction of uncertainty. 

I'm still going to be uncertain about my future. I'm still going to have doubts. But I will not let myself live in these things. Instead, I choose to listen to the voice of Certainty and I know that even when it's not OK, it is well. And instead of letting the loud thoughts destroy me, I will find peace in God's whisper. 




I would like to thank all that are supporting and praying for me in my process of support raising. There is a lot of uncertainty in this process, but it is because of people like you that remind me I can be certain that God is here. 

If you have any questions about my ministry vision and financial goals please email me at rpearson@twr.org. 

crisis averted

i recently had a crisis. not a crisis of faith or anything... just a crisis. I was struggling... in a weird way. I was struggling with the fact that I have never really struggled. 

I kept hearing all of these stories about how people find God in their lowest moments- in their rock bottom. There was some kind of climax in their lives that brought them confirmation and changed their lives. 

whether it was physical like a car accident or an addiction or something traumatic happened or God redirected their plans. or they had a crisis of doubt or thoughts of suicide... 
whatever it was, there was some kind of climax where in the end they found God and they were given a confirmation of where they needed to be and what they should do. 

now, I'm not calling me or my life perfect, but I've never had a climax. I've never hit rock bottom. I haven't made any massive mistakes. nothing traumatic has happened to me. I've even been following a plan for my life that God hasn't changed. 

i wasn't wishing anything bad on myself, and I wasn't wishing for a different story, I just wished I had something. some kind of confirmation that God is using me despite my lack of mistakes and that I'm where he wants me to be. 

everyone says that God's plan is better than my plans. so far, I've been following my plans- I think they're God's plans too, but how do you know? 

I just needed something. I know God is with me, yet I felt like I was walking the road alone. I had faith in God but I didn't have faith in my story. 

I felt like I was just coasting. I didn't know where I was in my own story. 

Lesson #4: We can't all be Pauls. Someone has to be Ananias. 

As the story goes, Paul has an extremely dramatic conversion story. Yet, he still needed Ananias to come, who maybe didn't have such a dramatic story. 

I had a great conversation with a wonderful friend of mine. She helped me realize that all of our stories are significant. Some of us have dramatic conversion stories but some of us need to be the ones to take the scales off their eyes. 

My grandmother has a beautiful conversion story because of a Christian woman who simply shared her story. Both characters are needed to create the story. 

As my lovely friend so wisely stated, "Life doesn't have to be one big life changing moment. More often it's a bunch of little ones that shape who you are as a person and Christian." 

We don't need miracle stories to tell us that God exists. The evidence is all around us! There's evidence in his breathtaking creation. In the mystery of love and amazing friendships. 

Jesus died on the cross for our rock bottoms and Jesus died on the cross so that everyone- even those NOT on rock bottom- could experience his grace in the fact that we are breathing. The fact that we can experience laughter and the enjoyment of doing something great. We are all here for the same purpose and all stories are needed to share the love of Christ to the world. 


And that brings me to my support team highlight of the week: Scott Lantis. 



            Scott surviving as the only guy intern all summer at TWR. 

Scott has an incredible story. I met him last summer as we were both interns at TWR. I cannot imagine that summer without him in it. I have never seen a man eat so many eggs for breakfast or so much chicken for lunch or bring so much laughter to a group. 

But even more than that, his passion for the Lord and for people (and America) was amazing. He inspired me that summer to grab onto something that I am passionate about and to follow it. Scott followed his passions and he is working for the Denver Broncos in Colorado. 

Scott's story is incredible because of how he lives for Christ. It has nothing to do with his circumstances, it has all to do with the way he loves God with all his heart, mind, body and soul. 

I am so glad to have this guy on my team. 


Thanks to all who are praying for and supporting me. If you have any questions about my ministry vision and financial goals, please don't hesitate to email me at rpearson@twr.org. 

Also, check out my ministry video to see what I'll be doing in South Africa! 

stories of a selfless narcissist

You know those moments when you're just sitting there and then suddenly someone says something and you feel like you've been hit with a baseball bat? A revelation hits you and in that one second, everything you ever thought about yourself is changed? 

I had one of those moments yesterday. And it starts with this confession. 

My name is Rachel Pearson, and I am a selfless narcissist. This confession coexists with this new lesson I have learned during the support raising process. What does it look like to be completely and truly selfless. 

I've always liked to think of myself as a selfless person. Someone who cares about other people and sincerely wants to put others before myself. 

But thinking myself as a selfless person and actually being a selfless person is not the same. Yesterday, I realized something about myself. Though I desire to be someone who follows the Philippians 2 version of being selfless... the slap-in-the-face revelation I had was that I am only a selfless person when I want to be. When it's convenient.  

In actuality, I am the most selfish, selfless person I know. 

Let me explain this contradiction. 

I love putting my friends above myself. I care so deeply for them that when I am around them, I can't help but trying to be completely and utterly selfless. I want them to be happy and I want to help them in any way I can. I love doing little acts of kindness for them and encouraging them when they need to be built up. When someone does something nice for me, I love sending them a nice handwritten note and putting in extra effort to help them feel loved. 

But what do I get in return? Well, they do the same for me. I can say with much gratitude, that I can always count on my friends to love me selflessly as well. They encourage me and build me up and return the kindness that I show. 

Am I really a selfless person if I am only putting these people above myself? What about others who may not give me anything in return? 

Philippians 2 says, "Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests, but each of you to the interests of others..."

I must admit that my selflessness is actually motivated out of selfish ambition. I am only selfless around those I love and am loved in return. Jesus commands us to put all others above ourselves. This includes the people I don't love so much. The strangers. The people who annoy me. 

I can't be selfless around those I like and then gossip about the people I don't. This is not genuine selflessness. I will not settle to be a selfless narcissist. I want to have the same mindset as Christ Jesus: 

"...who, being in the very nature of God did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death- even death on a cross!" 

And this leads me to my next support team highlight of the week: Joe D'Oliviera. 



               Ah, throwback to our ice skating days. 

Joe came on board my support team this past week and I couldn't ask for a better person to exemplify selflessness. 

I met Joe back in my Chick-Fil-A days and I am so grateful that we've been able to keep in touch. In everything he does, he always puts others first. Whether it is a good friend, a stranger or even someone he may not like very much, he is always second and the other is always first. I have learned so much from his humble attitude and his love for people. His big heart shines bright and I am very thankful to have his partnership as I walk on this journey. 

Thank you to all who are supporting and praying for me. 



If you are interested in learning more about my ministry vision and financial goals, please email me at rpearson@twr.org. 

Also, check out my ministry video to learn more about what' I'll be doing in South Africa!

open up your heart

We can all agree that life is hard. Sometimes life is hard even when it doesn't have to be. 

I'm 22... the prime age (or is it?). Ripe out of college, the possibilities are endless. 

So why are all my friends and I stuck in this rut where we find ourselves eating Chipotle burritos asking each other where the heck we're going. We're living at home, growing bitter attitudes at the fact we are enslaved to our college loans and not feeling good enough for the world. 

The stress is eating away at our souls as we eat away at fattening foods and wallow in the fact that our computers are too slow and we've ripped holes in our clothes. 

I wish I was being dramatic. 

But despite the fact that we are all in this in-between space of life, where we are not yet where we want to be because we don't exactly know where we want to be... we can't let this in-between stage stop us in our tracks. 

Lesson #2: Open up your heart and just let it begin. 

Each day is a new beginning... a new opportunity. Each morning that we awake, it doesn't have to be another day of feeling like a failure or another constant worry of where we'll be in the next few months. 

But our hearts must be open. 

My support team highlight of the week is Olivia Mendizabal. 

 
                  Me, Jasmyn and Olivia in Ecuador

I met Olivia when I studied abroad in Ecuador my Junior year of college. She is one of those people that have taught me what it looks like to have an open heart. 

Olivia has jumped on board my support team this week and I am so thankful for her friendship. Even though I haven't seen her since our departure (I will always have the memory of the two of us being stranded in the airport for hours awaiting our delayed plane!) she has still been able to keep in touch through small acts of kindness. Whether it was supporting me when I interned at TWR last summer, or sending a letter when I was working at camp this past summer, she has encouraged me in everything that I have done. 

I still have a little while before I head off to South Africa. There are many obstacles I have to jump over. Paying off loans and raising support is extremely intimidating. But my heart is open. And it's not only open to this process but it's open to the things that God has for me right now. 

I may be in this weird in-between stage, but that doesn't mean I am unimportant. It may seem like I have a unimportant job and that I should be ashamed of the fact I've moved back home. 

But this is not true. God uses you wherever you are and in this stage of life. As we work toward a future goal, we can still be used. God uses us when we purchase a coffee for the homeless friend we pass every day on the way to work. He uses us to be a light in the workplace. He uses us when we encourage a friend. 

Open up your heart and let it begin. 




If you'd like more information about my ministry vision and financial goals, please send me an email at rpearson@twr.org. 

And hey, look! A cool video about my ministry! Three minutes and learn what I'll be doing when I get to South Africa. 



  

Support Team Highlight: Jose Jimenez

Today, I would like to start my new blog series of my Support Raising Adventures. 

For those of you who don't know, I am currently in the process of raising support to work with a media ministry named TWR (Trans World Radio). I will be leaving for South Africa once I am fully funded to work with their women's ministry Project Hannah. I am super pumped and I would love to share more with you about this exciting opportunity. 

A huge part of this blog is going to be highlighting my amazing support team. Going into the support raising process, I was weary. I was fearful of asking people to join my team- until this past week when I started supporting my friend Serenity. It's amazing how much joy you get knowing that you are using what God has given you to reach his beautiful people. 

Being on a support team is knowing that you are a part of something bigger. God is using people in so many ways and it's amazing to know that we can be a part of so many! Whether it is we ourselves going out to the field, or whether we are a part of it through our finances and prayer, we are all needed to complete the task of loving his people all around the world. What an incredible opportunity we have. 

Needless to say, I've heard this is going to be one of the most challenging, yet most rewarding processes I'm going to go through in life and I would love to share with you what I learn as I go. 

Lesson #1: Humility. 

There is nothing more humbling than knowing that you can't do something on your own. I don't know what it is about people, but we get so much pride in knowing we can do something ourselves. I know so many times people have offered to help me and instead of being grateful, I get frustrated. "I CAN DO IT MYSELF!" I scream at them. 

And then I can't do it. 

But you know what? That's ok. In fact, it's relieving. I am so relieved that I don't have to go through this process alone. I am so relieved that as I travel to South Africa, I will have an entire team backing me up. Together, God's ministry will be something more than I could ever imagine. Something I could never do alone. 

With that being said, my support team highlight of the week is the wonderful Jose Jimenez. 

 

I could write an essay on this man and all that I have learned from him about how to live and what it means to walk hand in hand with Christ. 

He has gone through so much in his life that I could never imagine going through. Yet, he is gracious and kind. He always puts others first. 

In fact, even though he just this week joined the Friends of Israel ministry and has to start raising his own support, he wanted to be the first to join my support team. 

I am so thankful for the influence he has had on my life and the ways he has inspired me, encouraged me.. for all the hugs when I cried over stupid things, and for his never-ending, unconditional love he has for my family. 

So, Jose, thank you for being the first to join my support team.


If you would like to learn more about my ministry and how you can be a part, you can send me an email at rpearson@twr.org. Thanks! I seriously love you. 

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12
Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For it they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! Again, if two lie together, they keep warm, but how can one keep warm alone? And though a man might prevail against one who is alone, two will withstand him- a threefold cord is not quickly broken.  

you look like your soul

                                          Kaytra, me, Brett. About to head into the caves!

This past week has been pretty crazy. Beginning with a funeral and ending with a wedding. There have been many emotions being felt and it was hard to sort through it all. But if I can come to one conclusion, it’s that we look like our souls. 

On June 6, I received the news that my friend Brett who I had met on my trip to Israel in 2012 had passed away while serving the Lord on what was supposed to be a seven month mission trip to Asia in which they would be extreme backpacking- smuggling Bibles into closed countries. On the last day of their two week training, Brett was running a 10k when he collapsed and died from a heat stroke. 

Earlier that day he said he didn't want to die in his sleep in old age but he wanted to die fighting and serving the Lord. That's exactly what happened. The only thing that they found on his person that day was a verse. Philippians 3:12-14, "Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus had made me his own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."

Despite the hard training they were enduring, his teammates said Brett never took the smile off his face.

I woke up at 5am Monday morning so I could meet my good friend Heather from ORIGINS in Lawrence, Kansas and we were going to forge the trip to Indiana together. It was so nice to see her and very thankful I had her to ride with. We had a 10 hour drive so we were able to catch up and talk about how we were feeling about Brett. It was good to be able to talk with someone who actually knew him and was in the same place as me. 

                                   I threatened to throw that rock at his head if he sang "Only a Boy Named David" one more time

We made it to the visitation in Middlebury, Indiana around 7:15pm. One of the hardest things I’ve had to do was see Brett’s body. He just didn’t look like him. He wasn’t smiling. It really is amazing how you really don’t look like your body. You look like your soul. His soul was beautiful. He was always smiling; full of adventure, joy and laughter. But seeing his body without his soul just solidified it all for me. And what a joy to know his soul is in heaven. Smiling, laughing and praising Jesus. 

 

I am so thankful that God worked out this trip. Jennifer, her sister Kimberly, and Heather made it all possible for me and for that I am grateful. The funeral was on Tuesday morning at 9am and I started crying before the funeral even started. The service was beautiful. We sang “It is Well” which has been such an impactful song for me. All I could think about was singing that song with him on the Sea of Galilee and how that song always got to me during the choir tour in Ireland. 

It’s amazing how you bond with people over one month. I only spent one month with Brett in Israel and kept up with him over facebook these past two years. But there was a bond that we had that was different than any other friendships. There was just something about that ORIGINS group in 2012 that impacted my life in such a different way. 

As much as I knew about Brett, his funeral grew my appreciation for him even more. I just loved everything they said about Brett. It was really inspiring. He truly lived for Christ and was an example for all. They read some of his journal entries and I just loved when he said he didn’t want to get caught up in the mundane of the world. He didn’t just want to live for Friday. There’s so much more than that. Brett has inspired me to make my own goals. One of them the same as his. Stop living for Friday. 

 

If I died today would I be remembered as Brett was? During the sermon, it was said that old couples eventually start to look and talk like each other because they spend so much time with one another. Have I been conforming to the image of Christ? When people see me do they just see me… or can they see Jesus?

These are some of the questions that Brett has inspired me to wrestle with because this is how he lived. Brett was a role model and best friend. He truly looked like Jesus. I can only aspire to live the same way. I don’t want to live a mundane life. I want to live a life as Brett did. Constantly fighting to share the light of Christ in a dark world.

Ewige Freude- everlasting joy. Even among the sorrow we can have joy in the hope of Christ.

                                                                My 2012 ORIGINS group.

 I made it back from Indiana just in time to go to my good friend’s wedding. The wedding was absolutely adorable. Navy blue and coral and Allie looked like a princess from a movie. As soon as she walked in the door both her and her now husband, Ethan, started crying. The ceremony was beautiful. It was set up like a worship service. The reception was tons of fun, I got to see people from college… but what was truly beautiful was the way you could see their love for each other. 

 

You could see their souls. The love just poured out from them. Not only for each other, but for their Savior and for their family and friends.

In life, we have the opportunity to show love in many ways. Brett was serving in Asia before he died. Allie’s starting a new life with her husband.

In both of these situations I see life. I will never understand why Brett’s life had to be so short or why Allie and Ethan happened to fall in love after a blind date. These things will never be understood. But what I can see is the way that they have lived their lives. It’s all for love.

I am forever thankful for having these people in my life. I have learned much just by observing the way they live and how they treat others. The way they allow God to mold them into who he wants them to be.

As I start preparing to head to the mission field, my prayer is the same.

That I don’t look like my body, but I look like my soul. And when people see my soul, they see Jesus.