A blog about my first fundraiser to help raise support for my trip!
It was 6:00 AM on Saturday (21st) morning and there I was rolling burritos with my mom and grandma in the kitchen. They (mom and grandma) had been working so hard all week prepping, buying and organizing various things for my fundraiser. A thought (that I am not very proud of) crossed my mind … “Is all this hard work worth it? Are we really going to sell this much food? We are going to have so many leftovers, what on earth are we going to do with all of them?” At that moment I realized that I wasn’t trusting the Lord, I was actually doubting His promises and His plans. I decided that instead of doubting a God of strength and power, I was going to start praying and trusting His plans for that day. Right then I started praying for one thing: that we would run out of food. In my mind it was impossible, I wish you guys could have seen how much food we had, seriously. Roasters upon roasters full of rice, chicken, pico de gallo, beans, ground beef, nacho cheese. So.Much.Food! It was slightly ridiculous. But each time I caught myself doubting I was intentional about praying and trusting my Heavenly Father.
After everything was set up and the parade started we were off to a slow start, not to mention our booth was surrounded by not one, or two but three other food booths. I was still doubting but continued to pray. As the parade ended people started to gradually show up for some good, authentic Mexican grub. And before I knew it there were people waiting in line and we were out of burritos. My gracious and hardworking mother ran home (praise God we only live one block away from the park) to make more burritos and grab extra stuff we had ran out of. Before I knew it we were out of burritos again, and then we were out of nachos. We only had chicken molé left but people were still in line, waiting and wanting the molé.
Throughout all of this I had numerous conversations with people about my heart for Uganda and my internship with Show Mercy International. I felt so encouraged and blessed by the people of my hometown; the love they poured out, the support they showed, and their generous hearts. I had a handful of family friends (shout out to Lynn, Rach, Coco, Erica, Maria and Gene) volunteer to work our food booth. Without their hard work my fundraiser would not have ran as smoothly as it did. I also had various people in the community donate beef and tortillas for the burritos, make the chicken molé and donate other awesome items to help us out. Praise God for people who give generously and selflessly.
After everything was set up and the parade started we were off to a slow start, not to mention our booth was surrounded by not one, or two but three other food booths. I was still doubting but continued to pray. As the parade ended people started to gradually show up for some good, authentic Mexican grub. And before I knew it there were people waiting in line and we were out of burritos. My gracious and hardworking mother ran home (praise God we only live one block away from the park) to make more burritos and grab extra stuff we had ran out of. Before I knew it we were out of burritos again, and then we were out of nachos. We only had chicken molé left but people were still in line, waiting and wanting the molé.
Throughout all of this I had numerous conversations with people about my heart for Uganda and my internship with Show Mercy International. I felt so encouraged and blessed by the people of my hometown; the love they poured out, the support they showed, and their generous hearts. I had a handful of family friends (shout out to Lynn, Rach, Coco, Erica, Maria and Gene) volunteer to work our food booth. Without their hard work my fundraiser would not have ran as smoothly as it did. I also had various people in the community donate beef and tortillas for the burritos, make the chicken molé and donate other awesome items to help us out. Praise God for people who give generously and selflessly.