I'm passionate about people. Though I occasionally loathe big groups, I thrive in conversations and connecting with new people.
I'm passionate about being a nurse. I know, I know, I haven't been at it very long... but here's the deal, i LOVE going to work. I may complain about the long hours from time to time, but truth be known, I come alive at work. 
I'm passionate about Children and Youth. Children are a beautiful picture of the kind of faith that we as adults frequently have lost. They may be small, but I believe with all my heart that they can make a difference. 
Youth ignites me because that's where I first started loving Jesus. I want to encourage young girls that THERE IS beauty in purity and blessing in waiting. I want them to know that no matter what kind of earthly father they have, they have an Eternal Father who loves them with an unending, non-discriminatory, unconditional love. 
I'm passionate about missions. Missions was as much for me as it was for the people we touched. Perhaps that seems self-centered to you, but I believe I would not be here today if it were not for missions. God gave me a glimpse of His heart for people and it was the first time that the reality of God's love for each person, individually, across the globe, became a reality. 
Not a collective, "God loves all people." No, "God love EACH person." He loves them where they are at, geographically, socioeconomically, relationally. He loves them regardless as to what ethnicity, sex, sins, or any other barrier that may seem too great. Lastly, I'm passionate about serving. I'm not entirely sure at what point this became evident, but I love the idea of serving people and being able to bear their burdens for and with them. Jesus says, "Whatever you have done unto the least of these, you have done unto me." Thus, when we are serving each other, we are serving the King. Love that concept.
Where does this leave me? No idea. I'm excited to see where God takes me and what's next after my last 24 months and thirteen days with Uncle Sam.
