What I do know is...

I am a lover of Jesus. I am the Beloved of my Father, the apple of His eye, and I will forever worship my God.

I am a cross-cultural global worker (some might say missionary) interested in the pursuit of bringing God's kingdom come to the earth. I am for justice - not the kind of justice that is perpetuated through the injustice the judicial system brings, but real justice, true reconciliation, and a love that is transformative in every sense. I believe that idealism is necessary; those who choose to live in the bleak shadows of what is the present reality are truly foolish. I choose to dream. I choose hope. I choose the will of God over my own human logic and finite reasoning.

I am an introvert at heart, but an extrovert needing a little extra alone time at best. I love people, time spent with people, time given to people. Time is the most precious of gifts, and so I am learning to give this gift wisely, to cherish the time that I have and spend it in significant ways. Significance cannot be measured in grandeur or any quantitative quality, but is measured, rather, with heart and soul. I may, at times, give too freely of my time, of myself, and perhaps I have given freely to the wrong people, but I know that when the time comes to recount my experiences I will most regret the moments I did not give. I will value the moments I did.

I truly believe that as a believer I am not of this world, I simply live in it. I don't feel pulled to live for material things, or worldly experiences (though my lifestyle has not always reflected this value). I don't spend my money frivolously, not because I am a great steward with what I've been given, but because I no longer find joy in things or objects obtained in this life. God has granted me a gift of voluntary poverty that stems from my belief in the incarnation of Christ and my responsibility to also live incarnationally; to live like the people I have been called to.

My heart aches and beats, just as surely as the sun heats my skin, for marginalized communities. I am pulled to the slums of India, the inner city of Edmonton, the refugee camps in Thailand (and subsequently Burma), to the small and forgotten communities of the Northwest Territories. This is more than a calling... This is a responsibility that characterizes who I am and who I will choose to be.

Ultimately, I will always choose to be who I am.