At times I have heard of people who have gone on missions trips and then when they come home they have a certain “moment”. I have heard of those moments being in Publix, Walmart, the movie theater, in bathrooms, in church, and in various other places.
Well, I think I had my moment. This weekend. On my bedroom floor. I sat down to do some school work and I couldn’t think, at all. I was tired and overwhelmed. When I looked up from my computer I saw this collage that hangs on my wall. This collage is made up of many beautiful faces and places; which are filled with memories and meanings from my trip. (Thanks again Cassie and Mike for making it for me!)
The only thing that I wanted to do at that moment was book a flight, jump on a plane, and go to see all of these amazing people and witness again all of the work, that God is doing around the world. I wanted to talk with the ministries that my teams worked along side; I wanted to pray with them, see their smiles, and encouraged them/be encouraged by them.
As I sat, staring at the photos, my heart was filled with joy knowing that God is sending others in place of my team, and that even though I am not there, He is. His power is much greater than mine. His love and thoughts towards them are much greater than mine; and His plans are much greater than mine.
Since I have been back from the missions field I have been blessed with two amazing jobs, that I love, and am currently attending school online. I am still praying about what to do with my World Race experience. I’m not sure what the future holds, but I do know that God has big plans and I love that my future is in His hands. I am working on surrendering and submitting every day. I want to be used to the fullest! And even in my moments of being unsettled, He is an anchor.
He never changes. His goodness is forever. And His love is everlasting.
