Growing up everybody needs that go to person. The person you tell your life’s dreams and aspirations. For me that person was my cousin Isaac. I had bought my map and I had my stickers, but I had nowhere to go. I had told Isaac my plans for the future- where I was going to go and what I was going to do when I got there. Isaac is a year older then me and more like a brother than a cousin. He is also the best person I will ever meet. His quiet, kind humility mirrors the God honoring, fruit bearing man our grandfather was. When I told Isaac that I wanted to travel the world one day he didn’t just listen to my dreams. He decided he was going to make my dream a reality.
Isaac started to collect his change. Every left over cent of his hard earned money (Isaac had been a full time farmer since the age of 10) was put into a HUGE mason jar. This jar was a fixture in the corner of his room. I had seen it many times, but I had no idea what it was being saved for. He was saving it for me, for my dreams, my goals, and my map.
There was $480.00 dollars worth of coins, 2 guitar picks and 4 paperclips inside that jar. A few months later I had the opportunity to sign up for a British Literature course that would travel to England. The down payment for the trip to England was $450.00. Because of Isaac’s inexplicable generosity and loving kindness I signed up for that trip and England became the first and most precious star on my World Map.