The first month of 2013 has come and gone, and so much has happened. I traveled across two states FOUR TIMES, reunited with family and friends, spent one week at Project Searchlight with D Squad, moved to Georgia, and began my eight month apprenticeship at Adventures in Missions' the Center for Global Action.
Worship at C, D, & E Squad's Project Searchlight
Bill Swan teaching a class on "7 Habits of Highly Successful People" to the students of CGA
CRAZY. You would think I'd spend my first month home sitting on my mom's couch watching T.V., and maybe working a part time job. Isn't that what "resting" is supposed to look like? After you travel the world living in less than normal conditions, sick half the time and living in the dirt ALL the time, typical American rest sounds great. But we all know what it feels like to do absolutely nothing with your day. Blah. After a few days you start feeling really yucky. And after a week you begin to lose sight of where you're going, and what's driving you to your goals doesn't seem so important anymore.
This last month of "crazy" confirmed that what the Lord taught me about rest while traveling the world does apply to the fast-paced, first world culture I'm stepping back into. My rest is not found in taking a whole month off, or an afternoon nap. It's not taking three day weekends or turning off my phone for a day. My rest is in Him. So when the every day "crazy" of life presses up against my dreams, my time with the Lord, and my sanity, I find rest in Him.
I wake up in the stillness of the early morning–before roommates or daylight can remind me that I have deadlines, goals, dirty clothes, and meetings. I get up, make coffee, and sit with my Papa.
And I'm thankful. I'm thankful for one month well spent. I'm thankful that I didn't come home from the World Race {the year of my life that changed everything} and sit around long enough to lose momentum, forget God's dream for my life, and decide to settle for someone else's great idea of achieving America's dream.
I'm thankful that I stepped out and trusted that He would provide me with supernatural rest because it was Him who called me to this move, this chaos, this month of "crazy". I'm thankful for January.
