So this week’s ministry in Botswana looks like clearing out and sorting through a huge storage containers FILLED with old mattresses, random rusty house appliances, giant tarps, broken bed frames, bags of concrete, shards of glass, school papers, and tons and tons of dust.
It definitely is not the most glamorous and I definitely would not say I enjoy this kind of ministry. But lately I’ve been learning a lot about not just making God my top priority in my life, but rather making Him the center of every aspect of my life.
This means seeking Him even when I’m choking on dust, sweating profusely, and sore from lifting things. To say the least I was struggling to find Him in this situation. But I was reminded that the mess I was standing in, is probably a good representation of my life: unorganized, filled with broken pieces, and random junk. I was reminded that even with all of that, God still wants to be in my mess with me. He still wants to stand with me, show me the good, and help me sort through the broken. And no it’s not always fun or pretty but He chooses me, ALL of me, every time.
So thanks God for not leaving me just sitting in my mess. Thanks for loving me so well.
