God is funny.
Do y’all realize He has such a sense of humor?
The entire month that we were in Malaysia I went around declaring that I wanted to spend a month in Central America in the jungle. That’s all. I wanted to be a jungle woman.
I also desperately wanted to be on the beach.
Picture an episode of Lost.
That’s what I had imagined in my head a month in the jungle would be.
So of course, I asked the Lord if I could be in the jungle.
This was all while I had already found out our ministry for the month in Nicaragua and very well knew that I wouldn’t be in the jungle but in a little village instead.
A little disappointed but ready to accept it, we found out that the Nicaraguan government cancelled our plane tickets to Nicaragua. This left us in Panama finding new hosts and new ministries.
Fast forward through two days in a hostel while we waited & a 6 hour bus ride to our ministry where we were greeted by our ministry host.
As he tossed our bags into the back of the car 4 words I didn’t expect to hear came out of his mouth.
“Welcome to the jungle”
I about died laughing.
We woke up the next morning to go to church to find our selves hiking 30 minutes through the mud and across about 4 creeks. We ended up in this little church that was just a tin roof over some concrete floors. When you looked around there were pigs running around, chickens wandering and stray dogs lounging and all while the pastor is preaching without even a second thought about what was happening in the world around him. It was truly a beautiful moment.
It’s now been 3 days since that moment and if I’m being completely honest I have had a few arguments with God about where we ended up.
“We weren’t actually supposed to be here.”
“But how come they get to stay right on the beach?”
“God, this isn’t funny”
I’ve easily gotten frustrated over little things that are really out of my control. Things like not being able to answer questions my team has for me as the team leader or not being able to drink the water out of the tap and it being too expensive to buy or not having a place to work out because we’re surrounded by mud.
Honestly as I read these things I even get frustrated with myself about how petty I sound. I’ve been finding it way too convenient to look at the negative of things rather than the positive.
The Lord keeps reminding me though that even though it may be hard, this is where He called me right now and even though it may not be exactly what I pictured it doesn’t mean He’s not working.
It’s easy to look at circumstances and wish they were different but it’s so cool looking at these moments and knowing it’s pretty obvious that He divinely planned for us to be exactly where we are right now.
