But I Actually Hate Swimming

If you know me, or even if you don’t, you should know that I hate swimming. Before this summer I could count the number of times I had gone swimming in the past ten years on one hand. Then I signed up for a triathlon and…well…the no swimming thing had to change. So I swam…and I swam…and swam. And I hated it. The day of my triathlon I swam [and by “swam” I mean almost died] for 750 meters in a 52 degree lake in the middle of southeast Alaska.

I haven’t swam a day since. And I am lovin’ it.

Then I was in  worship service and the Lord gave me a picture of me in scuba gear in the middle of the ocean. I don’t know if you know this, but the ocean is a lot bigger than a lake, deeper too. And I said, “But Lord, I actually hate swimming.”

I don’t think I actually knew the Lord had in store when he gave me the picture of me swimming in the ocean. But low and behold: Africa. Africa is what he had in store.

In August of 2016 I will be one of a team of 16 nursing students traveling through Indiana Wesleyan to  Zambia, Africa where we will be studying, attending clinicals and participating in ministry for three months. Zambia in a way, is an ocean. It is vast. It has depth. It harbors unknowns.

When I received the invitation to be a part of this team the Lord made it clear to me that the greatest support our team needed was in the form of prayer. As I was invited to be a part of this team, I want to invite you to be on my team, standing in my corner. My desire is to have a group of people who are consistently praying for our team, even now in the preparatory phase of our trip.

My favorite hymn is Little Is Much When God Is In It  and I always picture my Aunt Freddy playing her guitar and leading our church in worship. One of the verses reads, “Are you laid a side from service? Body worn from toil and care. You can still be in the battle, in the sacred place of prayer.” While we may not be laid aside from service, I truly believe the most sacred element of building the Kingdom of the Lord is through prayer. The power of prayer is something I am aware I do not fully understand but believe will be revealed to me more and more throughout this experience.

There are also financial obligations associated with this experience. Each team member has the responsibility of raising $3,000 and I would ask that you prayerfully consider supporting me in this endeavor. Checks can be made to Indiana Wesleyan University with “Zambia” in the memo line. Financial support, in the form of cash or check, may be mailed to:

Bethany Cummins

Indiana Wesleyan University

532 Student Center

Marion, IN 46953

This is not only a unique traveling and educational opportunity but a unique opportunity for me to experience the heart of the Father the Zambians carry. The support you give, in any form, is essential to the mission of this discovery and I thank each of you.


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