I am a missionary now. This thought keeps replaying in my mind. As my squad and I are minutes from being on ground, on site of our first country, I begin to feel terribly under qualified. I can barely understand Spanish, I do not have a particular skill that can help masses of people, and have no idea what I have gotten myself into. A couple of blinks ago I was a student athlete, now a full-time missionary. God what are you thinking?
He is thinking that he uses the weak, the unqualified. That’s me. His weakness is made perfect in our weakness. Why choose someone who could accomplish this endeavor without Him? He can be glorified, acknowledged, and known this way.
“Hi worship coordinator, do you sing or play an instrument?”
-neither really
“Hi, are you fluent in Spanish?”
-not particularly
“Hi, how are you going to help the world?”
-I have no idea
You might think this looks bleak; I don’t. I am so excited. The less of my flesh and pride I have to strip away the better. The less I have to move out of the way to let God work the better.
I am his daughter, the daughter of the high king. I get to help my dad work. I get to say, “Hey Pops, can I help you with that?” How cool is that? How pressure free is that? How much freedom is found there? Except how God uses me, while rejoicing how he uses others.
I met an Australian man today who is going to backpack the same route we are. I tell him we are missionaries. And he responds confused, what are those? I tell him we are people going around introducing people to our Jesus, and the love He offers. His face lit up with excitement; seed planted. Although I stuttered, probably missed a word, and sweated a little bit, the message was received. God and I told a guy about Him and it was as sweet as ever.
I am missionary. I am daughter. Let me introduce you to the simple, free, expectant life.
Launch, of course, was amazing and I want to share what was spoke over me (what my Father told others to tell me).
Truths:
I am gentle.
I am a soul on fire.
I am a light on a hill.
He wants me to be seen.
I carry a queen’s crown on my head.
I am of the righteous blood.
I speak hard truths with kindness. I leak jubilant freedom.
You see them how I see them.
I have an eye for the Supernatural.
I am bold.
Psalm 27:3
I will do greater things than Jesus because He went to our Father for me.
My own strength is not even worth trying to use. His power is made strong here.
Colombia Update:
Colombia is a dream! Our hosts feel like family. The food and rooms are exceptional! We are going to be visiting multiple churches and prisons in the days to come. We will be working with children and inmates. We are very safe and overjoyed. Videos are coming!
