Monday, September 5, 2011

Dear Friends, Family, and Random People on the Internet,


Dear Friends, Family, and Random People on the Internet,

     I never really write letters.
     That’s a weird way to open a mission trip letter, but the truth is that I don’t write anyone letters, and if I opened up this letter by pretending this is just the latest in a long chain of correspondence I’ve kept up with each person I send this to, these oh so many years, that would feel as fake as when people run out of things to say and ask you questions like, “hot enough for you?” Wow, that was a really atrocious run on sentence, but I’m excited about this trip and I’m not going to let sentence structure stand in my way.
     The reason I am writing you this letter is because this coming January, I will be participating in a program called YWAM (Youth With A Mission) and going on a 6-month internship/missions trip in both Spain and North Africa. It is a great program and I am very excited to have the opportunity to be a part of it. I know that God is calling me to this program, and that He is going to change my life through the experiences I will have there.
     To be honest with you, there is just one problem. I don’t have the $9,000-$10,000 (cost including both parts of the trip plus travel expenses) it will take just laying around the house to pay for this life-changing experience God has called me to. So, instead of giving up the idea for lack of funds, I decided to send letters to people I don’t usually write to, and ask for something I don’t usually ask for - money. I’d love if you could financially support me on this missions trip. A little, a lot, anything would be great. And if you want to know more about the trip, please feel free to check out the website of the YWAM base I will be a part of. The web address is http://www.gosahara.org/
     Even if you can’t financially support me, I would greatly appreciate your prayers. As much as God loves mission trips, other people don’t. I’m sure there will be a whole host of obstacles that pop up and entangle themselves around my ankles as I fight to be a part of what God has called me to do. Knowing that you are praying would mean a lot to me.

Sincerely,
Kimberly Nicole Smith