My name is Allison. I love coffee, rainbows, traveling and being vulnerable. I’m kind of forgetful and a little lazy. In 2015 I went on The World Race, traveling to 11 different countries in 11 months to bring Kingdom to earth. I’ve returned state-side with a lot more wisdom, confidence, self-awareness and grace. Currently, I’m unemployed and a little homeless as I travel about from place to place. I can’t make a decision to save my life and the grocery store offers far too many options to give this girl a fighting chance. But I am overflowing with more hope, joy and peace than I’ve ever known.
This past year I learned too many things to recount. And as I learned, I blogged to testify of the unseen beauty in the world; how God’s hand is not absent in foreign lands; of my own growth through it all: Allison’s World Race. And I learned to dream. This is a pursuit of of those dreams and passions. I want to write and share my joy, my tears, my celebrations and my sorrows. I know I’m not alone in what I experience in life and neither are you. The truth is, we’re a bunch of messed up people in a messed up world with a good, good Father that loves us and gets down in the dirt to be with us in our filth.
I’m going to be real. I’m going to be open. Honest. Raw. Ugly. Vulnerable. Happy. Hangry (yes, hangry). Sad. Embarrassed. But not ashamed. Not fearful. Not alone. And I want to invite you in on this journey.
“For God did not give us a spirit of timidity but of power, of love and self-control.” 2 Timothy 1:7