Before I left launch in Atlanta. A speaker named Hope spoke about pain.
She spoke about her experience of pain on the World Race. I listened to her story, but I never really thought I would be in pain. I thought I would be okay because God would take care of me. That’s not how things work.
God has the power to make me feel better in a snap of His fingers, but He doesn’t. I’m not sure why He doesn’t just do that for me. Why won’t You, all powerful God, fix me? Why won’t You, my Lord, my God, my King, do something about the pain I’m in? Why? Can You not recognize the sacrifices I’ve made for You? Honor my sacrifices like I honor You, Father. I ran my life into the ground to get to where You want me.
God built the world in seven days. He built it day by day and on the seventh day He rested. Why? He was literally breathing things into existence and yet decided to take six days to create everything and then spent the last day to rest. He has the power. Yesterday my team decided to go out to Antigua and ask God what we should do. We asked Him to lead us. “Lead us to where you want us Lord!” He led us to a volleyball court where we made some new friends. He led us to this cliff overlooking Antigua. We made friends and held some conversations. We wanted God to lead us to where we could do His work and see His fruit immediately. That is not what happened. My team was searching desperately for a huge piece of God, but all we found was little pieces of Him everywhere. We were discouraged. It just wasn’t the right time maybe. Maybe what my team was looking for was not what God was trying to show us. We wanted to experience God more than we ever had. A friend told me that God loves the building process. He likes to see things form brick by brick.
Now Lord, I need You to build me back brick by brick.
Before I left home I received a necklace with the words “Hope” on it. I’m supposed to give it away to someone who needs hope and I wish I could give it to myself twice.
