A year ago last Monday I sat across from someone I cared about very much discussing my future. We knew that my job and myself were going in two different directions. It was the hardest day of my life. My job defined me and without it, I didn’t know who I was.
But, to the day exactly — a year from the most painful day of my life, I landed on African soil. I believe that it is no coincidence.
A year ago, I felt as if I had lost everything. I was launched into a frenzy of uncertainty and fear. But Jesus had better plans for my life. And He has propelled me into this journey to show me that I am His daughter and that I am worthy of His calling.
It has taken 7 months, but I’ve finally stepped into a confidence of the Father. I came to the race barely crawling on my hands and knees. Barely breathing as my brokenness stifled me.
But through the highs and lows of the last 7 months, I’ve been made new.
I know who I am in Jesus and I know that He has great plans for my life.
A year ago, April 1, began a year of brokenness.
But, this April 1 is a bit different. This year, landing on African soil, represents a year of joy and confidence. God has started something new in my life and He is faithful to continue His work. I know that I am His beloved. That I am redeemed and made new. My past does not define me and I’ve been given everything I need from the Father. It’s time for me to display a radical trust in Jesus. I’ve seen how He has provided for me through this past year – in my car miraculously being sold, to my credit card debt graciously being paid and much more. Jesus cares about the details and each miraculous facet has only brought me closer to Himself. I’ve got no reason to worry when the hand of the Father graciously leads my life. He knows each of my cares and concerns too well.
He’s forgiven me and I do not need to do anything to earn approval or love from Him. Jesus is enough. He’s my hope and my strength and in Him I cannot be shaken. My roots grow deeply into Him as He nourishes me every step of the way.
He’s showed me that this year will be full of steps of faith. That it will be like jumping off of a skyscraper and trusting that He will catch me. He’s made me His spokesman, and with His confidence He is asking me to stand up for the helpless and the oppressed, not expecting anything in return.
So, in the rollercoaster of this life with Him I know that He’s got me tightly. That He hides me in the shadow of His wings and that His water of life rushes over me just as the rain of this African thunderstorm pounds on the tin roof.
Landing in Africa signifies a depth of purpose and surrender in Christ. It’s a celebration that the old is gone and the new has come. And, I’m merely humbled and in awe that He has chosen me to play a role in His story.
But, to the day exactly — a year from the most painful day of my life, I landed on African soil. I believe that it is no coincidence.
A year ago, I felt as if I had lost everything. I was launched into a frenzy of uncertainty and fear. But Jesus had better plans for my life. And He has propelled me into this journey to show me that I am His daughter and that I am worthy of His calling.
It has taken 7 months, but I’ve finally stepped into a confidence of the Father. I came to the race barely crawling on my hands and knees. Barely breathing as my brokenness stifled me.
But through the highs and lows of the last 7 months, I’ve been made new.
I know who I am in Jesus and I know that He has great plans for my life.
A year ago, April 1, began a year of brokenness.
But, this April 1 is a bit different. This year, landing on African soil, represents a year of joy and confidence. God has started something new in my life and He is faithful to continue His work. I know that I am His beloved. That I am redeemed and made new. My past does not define me and I’ve been given everything I need from the Father. It’s time for me to display a radical trust in Jesus. I’ve seen how He has provided for me through this past year – in my car miraculously being sold, to my credit card debt graciously being paid and much more. Jesus cares about the details and each miraculous facet has only brought me closer to Himself. I’ve got no reason to worry when the hand of the Father graciously leads my life. He knows each of my cares and concerns too well.
He’s forgiven me and I do not need to do anything to earn approval or love from Him. Jesus is enough. He’s my hope and my strength and in Him I cannot be shaken. My roots grow deeply into Him as He nourishes me every step of the way.
He’s showed me that this year will be full of steps of faith. That it will be like jumping off of a skyscraper and trusting that He will catch me. He’s made me His spokesman, and with His confidence He is asking me to stand up for the helpless and the oppressed, not expecting anything in return.
So, in the rollercoaster of this life with Him I know that He’s got me tightly. That He hides me in the shadow of His wings and that His water of life rushes over me just as the rain of this African thunderstorm pounds on the tin roof.
Landing in Africa signifies a depth of purpose and surrender in Christ. It’s a celebration that the old is gone and the new has come. And, I’m merely humbled and in awe that He has chosen me to play a role in His story.
Speaking of Africa, this month we are living in the African bush at a beautiful little orphanage! We are living the dream life… milking cows, peeling potatoes, splitting firewood and loving on beautiful little children. Click HERE to see the website to our ministry!
