Immediately when I read this paragraph I rewound to the day
before I left to come to Tanzania. I thought of the sendoff I had with my
friends who surprised me with a Tribal Rave (my dream dance party) the emotions
that came with that, as well as the excitement I felt in my heart to serve
Jesus in this new continent.
Then I reminisced to my first week here and like Caspian,
I suddenly felt the world grow bigger each day of that first week, even the
first month, and myself shrink into what felt like an ever-widening corner.
Everything seemed heightened and dramatic. My worries were
many and I wondered why God called me here when it seemed like I could do
almost anything better, back in the states.
But now, three and a half months in, I’ve seen purpose. Not
all of God’s purposes because, well I’m not Him and I’ll never understand all
His reasons for why He does what He does. The longer I’m here though, the more
I’m ok with (some days more than others) just doing what I’m assigned to do or continuing
long term projects, learning, being, laughing or breathing.
God is teaching me how to worry less and if that’s the only
reason why He brought me to Tanzania I’m beyond thankful.
The reminders placed in pages of a book, words on a chalk
board, or anything that takes your mind back, I believe, are important to acknowledge.
It’s encouraging and magnifies God’s work in us, through Him!
Happy Monday
-DG
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