I recently read an article that explained how there have been more mass shootings than days in 2015. War and horror are a part of this world. Every news channel will go on and on about how terrible things are going. It can be summed up in one word, hopeless. I was in the chiropractor’s office, talking to a very sweet lady, I explained what the World Race was and we chatted about what a great opportunity it is. She ended the conversation by expressing how hard it must be on my parents, to send their daughter into a world with a climate like this. A climate of hatred and hurt,a climate filled with shame, guilt and terror. But she didn’t end on a somber note, she went on to say how even though it is such a terrifying climate to send your daughter into, it is the perfect climate for ministry. What better climate to be a missionary in than one full of hopelessness and despair. I have felt the call to do missions for years, each year the world gets darker and darker. That darkness doesn’t intimidate me, it doesn’t make me second guess my “yes” to His call, if anything it makes it stronger. I don’t want to hoard this goodness for myself. I want to share the light I have. How can I look at the hopeless world and not want to share the Hope I get to experience. The Peace that passes understanding resides on the inside of me and I have a fool-proof way of letting others in. So this is the perfect climate to do the World Race. 11 countries will get to experience a Living God in the midst of a dying world. 11 nations will get to hear of a Joy that no amount of war can squash. I am being trusted with 11 people groups calling out for Love. So right now, the climate might be dreary, but I see a climate change coming.
