Tonight was a sweet, sweet time of worship with four World
Racers, numerous YWAM’ers and a dozen Thai students. In the middle of worship,
I thought about a question on of the YWAM leaders had asked me.
Sitting down to a community dinner, the eight of us were
stationed on our mat, gathered around bowls and plates of Thai food. In the
middle of me once again realizing this life we’re living is not everyone’s
life, she asks, “What’s the craziest thing you’ve seen God do?�
“Ha. Um. How much time do you have? I can either start a
list, or you can let me process and catalog the last six months to come up with
the ‘craziest’ God-moment.� Well, I actually took the easy and polite way and
simply shared one of the most recent
stories of God’s crazy goodness.
And then, worship. One of my favorite songs from our youth
group worship team. I start smiling even more than I already was. Overwhelmed
at the realization. Loving the life I have the honor to lead right now. Amazed
at how God’s glory is displayed in such unexpected ways. Because as I realized
what the craziest thing I’ve seen is, I also realized what I’m being allowed to
see is only a small part of it. I see O squad. And for a few minutes, a group
from YWAM’s base in Maui. But all over the place…
I see a generation rising up to take
their place with selfless faith.
That is the craziest thing I’ve seen God do. Thank you, God,
that I have the honor to see O squad rise up…
…To see the forty some of us move past the normal, go beyond who we thought we
could be, and begin to get a glimpse of what it means to truly live solely to
bring you glory.
…To open our hearts and offer all that we are to one another, not caring if
that means we get anything back in return.
…To see freedom proclaimed from picnic tables.
…To hear worship poured out from the depths of a person’s soul.
…To listen to stories of redemption proclaimed in kitchens at 0300.
…To know that soft words and feel-good thoughts aren’t enough, but the Words of
God that are sought after and spoken over.
…To know the comfort and status that has been left behind.
…To witness the obedience of coming on this trip and joining in God’s work.
…To witness patience and a servant’s heart modeled minute after minute with
such grace people think it’s a natural thing.
…To watch holy tears cried out over drug addicts.
…To stand amazed as the quietest one speaks out with authority.
…To share in times of grief and be allowed to comfort. To sit in a chair
feeling sick as a dog, while someone preaches a sermon they didn’t prepare for,
just so I can stay sitting.
…To hear Your words spoken out in pulpits and huts.
…To share life and water bottles, towels and clothes, hearts and testimonies,
pillows and food, family and hope, freedom, phones, books, pillows, love, bug
spray, patience, chocolate, laughter, sodas, tears, comfort, colds and typhoid
and malaria, buses and flights, beds, converters, worship…
