“Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and strangers but fellow citizens with God’s people and also members of his household, built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as the chief cornerstone.” –Ephesians 2:19-20
When I decided to put my trust in Jesus, I thought I had made a pretty good decision considering the immediate joy and happiness that entered my life. I didn’t really understand all of it; I just knew I was happy. Flash-forward to today and I am fully confident that putting my trust in Jesus was hands-down the best decision I have ever made and will ever make. The joy and the happiness has remained, but as I have gone into deeper relation with my creator, I find out time and time again that he is more compassionate, brilliant, and divine than I could ever comprehend. I also come to find out that he has an infinite amount of love for us tiny humans. So much so, that he would do anything to be with us forever!
Working in ministry has been one of the best experiences of my life. To say it is a privilege is an understatement! There is something so fulfilling about working in ministry, but there is something that has stood out to me the most: prayer. The fact that I have unlimited access to the creator of the universe already boggles my mind, but the fact that he genuinely cares about what I have to say… What? The mere fact that God allows us to pray for others and gives us the privilege to participate in other people’s life change is enough for me to praise him all the more. What kind of king has a genuine concern and interest in how his servant wants to run his kingdom? The kind of king that would adopt a lost and struggling stranger into his very own household to be his very own child. That’s who. That is our God, and he is for everyone.
As I have been mentally preparing for The World Race, I can’t deny that some days I just don’t really want to go. I don’t want to leave my family, my friends, my church, my state, my bed. Then I am reminded of who is sending me and what a privilege I have. Prayer is a privilege. Missions are a privilege. God has entrusted a timid and fearful human like myself to go and bring his heavenly kingdom to earth. He has given me the privilege to go and invite other strangers to become members of this household as I was invited. Talk about humbling. God doesn’t care if I get scared and sometimes don’t want to go, he understands. The World Race isn’t something God is making me do; it is something he is letting me do.
