I’m a hot mess. Literally and figuratively a hot mess. God has wrecked my life while I have been here in Africa and t’sonly been a month! My body has been hot mess from the amount of carbs I have been consuming. My team has been a hot mess from the amount of conflict and struggles we have had. My brain has been a hot mess from all the emotions and thoughts floating around. The World Race is not how I envisioned it. In some ways it’s better, in some ways it’s causing major growing pains. God is growing me and shaping me, which is much needed. I’m learning to listen to Him more, to learn His love better, and to be more bold in evangelizing. It is a little hard to evangelize to the men at the local store, SaveMor, when they are professing their love to all the white girls, but we’re working that. As I am drawing close to God, I am starting to realize that I am a mess. I have made a mess of my life. All the moments I decided not to obey Him. All the moments I chose bitterness over forgiveness. Even daily I make a mess of things. But recently God reminded me of a song. It’s not a Christian song, but if you change the content of the lyrics it could be from the point if view of God talking to us. The song is called “Mess Is Mine” by Vance Joy. One of the lyrics goes, “this mess was yours, now your mess is mine”. We have all made messes of our lives, sticky, ugly messes. Jesus died on the cross to take our sticky, ugly messes. He loves us way too much to let us wallow. Without Him, we would never be able to get out. No about of self-help books, conversations with a therapist or “me time” will be able to do what my Creator can do in your life. He willingly takes our messes in one hand and our hand in the other and says, “This mess WAS yours, now your mess is MINE.”
