I’m at home. I
took a week to see my grandmother who is very sick. I thought it would be very difficult to come home. I was expecting to be overwhelmed. I am a bit overwhelmed but not in the
way I thought I would be.
This trip is almost over. In a few days I am meeting my team in Ukraine for our final
month. I have been so attached to
so many places we have visited. I
have met incredible people, been a part of ministries that are making a
difference. I thought by
coming home I would feel like I was all of a sudden useless, I am not making a
difference. When I talk about what
I have been doing or tell people for the first time so many respond by saying
“what am I doing with my life”, or “I wish I could do something like
that”. Being here, I can see I
make a difference wherever I am. I
am so attached to the nations. I
am attached in a way that runs so deep.
Taking a step outside has made me realize God is everywhere. He is working around this globe whether
I’m there or not. I cannot do
everything, I cannot be everywhere.
The nations are not mine to be had. I see the way God is taking back his children in the bars in
Thailand, the villages in Romania, the orphanages in Guatemala. My sister once told me s#*@
happens. What are you going to do
with what happens in your life?
Who are you going to give it to?
We cannot help where we were born.
We cannot control our circumstances sometimes. If you live in a village in the middle of the bush, what are
you going to do with that? I did
not go to the nations to change people.
I did not go to make them more like me. It doesn’t matter where God’s children live; we are still
God’s children. We deserve to be
loved. We have a grace that
surpasses human understanding. I have
loved. I have learned that I have
so much love to give. I plan on
pouring that out wherever I am. The
nations are not the only ones who need it.
