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The Lord gave me a vision of the back of my head staring at the Great Pyramids many months ago. I saw it numerous times not knowing that God was actually going to take me there within the next year. 

It’d be the place where He’d finish the two and a half year chapter of the World Race that I once thought would only be 11 months. 

 

I never wanted or felt qualified to be a squad leader, and then He called me to it three times. 

 

He gave me ~106 different lovers of God to be on a squad with; ~28 ministries we worked with; ~67 places where I’d lay my head – 

whether it be in a tent on the side of the mountain in Honduras where we carried lumber for miles to build a church,

 

a living room floor in someone’s house in Malaysia – the place where I experienced God’s Power for the first time in a way that could knock someone to the ground, 

 

or in the kitchen of a hostel that one night in Budapest when we shared the Gospel with some European backpackers doing drugs. 

 

For all that one could write on paper about what these last two and a half years were; it couldn’t scratch the surface of what they meant. Of what He did in this stubborn heart.

Of what He did to make my heart bleed for the nations. Of how He dug through the layers of mud within me and filled me back up and planted His all-sufficient love and revelation.

 

I’ll never forget those times of fellowship with that woman pimp in a red light district of a country in SE Asia 

 

or that suicidal Costa Rican that the Lord led me to chase after twice and just hug her even if she wouldn’t let me pray for her 


or that college student in the 10-40 window that started crying in amazement as we preached the Gospel to her, and shared our testimony, and she said she felt God so close 

 

or that sweet Ukrainian girl who held my hand so tightly those times in Romanian church as her country is senselessly bombed

 

or that Albanian young adult who said he needed proof to believe in God, and then God went ahead and healed his leg, and he sat there in amazed unbelief.

 

I won’t forget the squad-mates that held me in tears, that shook territory of the devil with me in intercession and saw waves of the Spirit break in,  that communed with me and helped me to break free,

 

that worshipped with everything we had and brought Heaven to Earth, that laughed and adventured, that broke through the stubbornness of my heart and made me see I cannot do this life alone, that became family and showed me the way to authority and Kingdom living. 

I won’t forget every Messenger of the Gospel I met that has gone before me across continents and the on fire believers faithful amid persecution and hardship. Oh how they taught me an enduring faith that shared Jesus no matter what. 

More than it all, I just stand in awe of knowing Jesus Christ. Someone spoke that over me before I left for the World Race; that this all would be about God capturing my heart more. 

 

I’m captured

Lord I don’t want to ever go back

Lord you have my all

Lord you’ve taken me to find the call

 

What was going to be an 11 month trip has now become my prayer for what the rest of my days will look like.

 

Knowing Christ and making Him known in the nations. At any moment, being led in obedience and moved by compassion for the one. Always bearing all things, sharing all things, rejoicing all things with community that points me back to Him.

 

We’ve been sent.

The Great Commission is every Christian’s vision; there’s billions of people who don’t know the Gospel; there’s billions that are suffering without the Comforter; there’s billions who’s hearts live under darkness that don’t know the Light that wants to overcome it. 

Break our hearts God to do something about it – as those with the healing waters of the nations flowing through us (John 7:38, Ezekiel 47, Revelations 22). 

 

I’m astonished by His love. I’m astonished that there is always deeper to go. He’s better than I could have ever imagined.

 

And this all is about Him. This is all is through His Grace alone. If we only knew that the freedom He purchased for us with His very own Holy Blood is in fact FREEDOM. That His love is in fact LOVE insurmountably better than any other. 

 

Thank you Jesus for what you’ve done; thank you Jesus that this is only the beginning. 

 

I’m in love with You

And I’ll never cease to be 

 

“For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it.” – Matthew 16:25

6 responses to “The End of my 2 & 1/2 year World Race”

  1. Wow. This is incredible! Thank you for sharing! I just remember back at PSL last year when we were praying for you as you pondered stepping into full-time missions, and here you are, living such a radical life of obedience. Praise the Lord! Your story is inspiring

  2. Yesss!!! Thank you Hannah, been a joy spending two seasons with you and getting to see remarkable things. I can’t wait to see where God takes you in the next 2.5 years!!!!

  3. So incredible following your updates over these 2.5 years! WOW!! WOW!!!! WOW!!!!!! Looking forward to seeing you when you return ‘state-side’. Will be looking forward to learning where our Father will sending you in the future! Pilot on Pilot!!

  4. Ohh Hannah. I am sooo proud of you and so proud to know you. Your heart and posture before the Lord will forever and always inspire me and I cannot wait to see what the Father has in store for you. Grateful to have experienced a small portion of these years with you!

  5. All I can think to say is that He’s worthy of it all!!!
    Thank you for sharing and encouraging the Body, Hannah! You’re a gift.

  6. Hannah Mitchek, what a gift you are to so many. Words cannot describe how proud I am of you. Your courage and devotion has touched my life in ways you cannot imagine and I am so blessed to have been able to journey with you. I love you so deeply and I hope you know I am still cheering on whatever the Lord has for you. TEAM ZEAL FOREVER!!!!