When someone asks about when I felt called to missions I can close my eyes and remember the exact moment down to the smallest details. It was one of those defining moments, one that I didn’t even know what it truly would mean when it happened.
That night we had planned to go up into the mountains to a small house for a service. We had already been there in Honduras for several days but little did I know this night was different from the rest. We rode for hours it seemed in the back of a truck on bumpy, dirt roads and I was beginning to feel alive, more than I ever had. Suddenly the truck stops and we look around to find a small house with chairs set up in the front yard and people beginning to appear from nowhere. We did our normal routine, unload the generator, greet the mamas and papas and of course hug the necks and kissed the cheeks of the precious mountain kids.
Soon enough an older man got up on the porch with his guitar and began to sing sweet songs to Jesus with our only light source besides the stars, a bug light. It was simple. It was beautiful. Even though I was there for those people I felt the Lord wooing me away to worship alone. I found myself on the edge side of the mountain, gazing at the vastness of the stars, and realizing how much He pursues me, little old me. And even now it brings me to tears. In that moment He told me so softly, “you were made for this. when I created you I had this in mind for you, this is my dream for YOU.” I began to weep, trying to take in what He just shared with me but it was too much to handle. I hadn’t even gone on this trip with a desire to do this for the rest of my life but in that moment there was a shift. I realized who I was, I realized what my story was…
I was created for this.
I felt so free, so alive. There is nothing that compares to the moment when God shares with you the dreams of His heart. I had barely known Jesus for a year at that point and He believed in me enough to entrust something like that to me?! How could I not trust Him with my destiny, the God that had so faithfully delivered me from the chains of my past was entrusting His dreams to me! From then on He continued to wreck me for the nations. Up till now He has taken me on journeys around the world and more than ever I am confident of that dream He shared with me on that mountain side, this is my purpose, to express who He is by holding that child that has been abandoned and mistreated, to sit and listen to that mama who is struggling to feed her children, to be a friend to the girl that is being forced to work in the brothels, and to let the untouchable know they are touchable and loved by God Himself.
Through my story remember that He believes in you and whatever dream He has spoken to your heart, He is faithful and will nurture that dream.
