It has been four months since starting the race and man has God been opening my eyes and heart to a lot of things. Not only about myself, but about the world and these nations. I knew that other religions existed, but one thing I didn't expect (and this might sound foolish of me) was to see how an entire nation was lost…..not just one nation, but every single nation that I have lived in has been lost. Every single nation is crying out to something that doesn't exist. Every single nation is bowing down to false idols….every single nation is broken. Back at home I knew that people worshiped idols and things like witch craft existed not only in other nations but in America as well….but I can't express in writing the feeling of hopelessness that rises up in my throat each time I learn about another nation that is completely lost, each time I learn about how many people worship false gods. I see these people on their knees worshipping and praying with all of their being asking for favor or blessings and inside I know their prayers are going to no one. My heart breaks for these nations and for these people. And that is when I suddenly realize how important this race is. And when I realize how much these people are lost and how much they need a savior…Jesus Christ… it all makes sense to me. Leaving my friends, family, and boyfriend behind all makes sense to me. The homesickness because of the holidays, the aching heart of not being able to make it to one of my best friend's wedding, the realization that everyone back at home is living their everyday lives while I am here in the hot heat uncomfortable and tired….it all makes perfect sense. And it's so simple….
These people need God, that is obvious, I am giving these people God. No matter if there are 20 salvations during my one month in a country or 0, God is at work in these people and every nation. He will bring healing to the nations, I am just human, but HE is so much more. I take joy in knowing that my work here is not in vain.
John 15:16 says "You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you."
I was chosen by God to go and bear fruit….appointed by God himself to be here on the race, to experience these lost nations….to bring God's light and hope to these nations. I am fighting for these people and even in countries where I can't preach the gospel to people (like here in malaysia) I will chose to live as a light. People can't resist the light, Christ's light. The simple part is to love God and love these nations…to pray, fast, and fight for His lost children. Shouldn't all of us be doing that for the lost? Shouldn't we (the ones who have knowledge of who God is) be bringing the good news to everyone? Shouldn't we be living like that? I fear not only for these nations, but America as well…a lot of people claiming Christ but not living for Him. We should be so in love with loving God and others that we can't stop talking about how good He is, to everyone we meet. We should be jumping at the opportunity to make God known instead of running in fear of what the world will think of us.
Something so simple, love God and love others, we can't grasp. We get so wrapped up in our own little worlds and drama that we tend to forget the true meaning of life..life abundantly. To die to oneself daily just for the opportunity to get a glimpse of who or what God is. We all want to be touched by God, we want to experience God's power and His presence. This is what these nations are searching for…they just don't know it…this is what everyone is searching for….we are just looking in all the wrong places, and this is what breaks my heart so much.
