...yet my life has never felt so right.
I am sleeping on an air mattress in a room with 6 other woman. My wardrobe can be army rolled small enough to all fit into one packing cube and my most prized possession is my Bible. Come march I will be 24. I don’t have car insurance, or a house payment, I don’t work 9-5 and stress over what I should wear that day or fix for dinner, my toes nails aren’t painted and a ring on my left hand is no where in sight.
I am living out of a backpack, wearing the same three outfits almost every day and I am having my heart broken over and over each month, not by a guy but by beautiful snotty nose kids. I rely on 2 am conversations through face time to maintain my most important relationships, and I spend more time praying then I do thinking.
My best friends at home are planning weddings, getting up and going to their career of choice everyday, having babies, and sitting down for dinner each night in their own homes.
This life that I am living, and that life are totally different.
I get to wake up everyday surrounded by languages that aren’t my own, in a place that I don’t call home, and eat food that looks like it may still be able to walk. I get to wake up everyday and know that this life, this mission trip, nothing is about me. Its about his glory, its about God sending us to these contacts to encourage them, love them, and serve them.
I signed up for the race and thought I would live with less, yet I have more than I have ever had. I have more because I have learned to be truly satisfied with only Him. He is enough every single day in every single way.
Every month God takes me through a new learning experience. He teaches me about who I am in Him, He teaches me how to love like He loves, He teaches me to feel honored that my heart breaks for the things His heart breaks for, and most importantly He has taught me…nothing in this world matters if it isn’t about Him.
I am going into month 6. I will be in my 6th country with my 6th contact. I have gotten to work with 5 completely different ministries since leaving the states. I have gotten to come along side so many people who truly are the angels on this earth. They are here doing what God wants them to do everyday and rejoicing in the fact they get to live and walk by faith. They have opened their homes, kitchens, and heart to us american strangers. They have put us on pedestals and rejoiced in the fact that God sent us to them. Yet here I am rejoicing in the fact that God put them in our lives. They have taught me how to love, how to see the beauty in a broken place, and how to live out His mission for me as a Christian.
I set here in awe of the places I have seen and the people I have met thus far. I am amazed at how much my Father loves me to take me on this journey with Him. I am in love with people that I have seen resemble Christ in the most beautiful ways.
So, as I sit here in a small room with these 6 girls and use the same apple chapstick I bought at home the only thought that comes to my mind is THANKFUL. Thankful that to the world I have nothing, but to me I have everything because I have HIM.
