Its a bigger risk for me not to risk it all.
I feel hopelessly lost when I think about my future without traveling; without God.
I hold a greater risk to stay put. A greater risk with no reward.
‘They’ often say success is not without failure; and especially not without sacrifice.
What are we willing to sacrifice to reach our goals, whatever they might be; whoever they might be?
As Christians we Biblically place more value on intangible things, things that are not seen or touched but felt in the heart, and otherwise known as spiritual maturity.
“Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation- if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good.” 1 Peter 2:1-3
But as people in a society we have helped create largely in part of our fleshly desires we portray tangible items as the definition of success, not lessons learned, not experience, not spiritual growth.
If you stand alone with no house or car or cash beside you, you are only a man and seen only by your rags. But has anyone questioned what the poor man has seen on the streets where we pass him by? What he’s gained in his losses? What he’s heard in his silence?
Scripture says that in order to find ourselves we must first loose ourselves. Loose everything that we think defines us, our jobs, our bank accounts, our closets. So why not get poorer to get richer?
There is power held in being poor and in living with sacrifice that is almost always overlooked and undervalued.
I am going on this trip. I don’t have the care at what is costs me. What I cannot fund-raise will come out of my own pocket. God will provide, He never backs down, where there’s God’s will, there’s God’s way. Plus, He pinky promised.
Give up? How about giving up on the idea that this is going to maybe happen.
Your doubt, my doubt – is fuel for my fire, the one that our Father has so generously lit in me in the womb.
“But He said to me ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:9-11
Where I once misunderstood is in believing that for God’s will to happen I must believe in it the whole journey, but that’s where I was wrong. If that were true than God’s works would be based on my faith, that His power would be held in my belief that it exists. But God does not need us, God knows we have moments of ingenious faith, but it is not perfect. His power is even perfect in our imperfections.
So I have to tell you I am going to love this journey. And well, I am going to hate it. And it is going to break me down. And God is going to build me up. Stronger, wiser, richer. And not in the money kind of way.
But in the end… it will be worth more than paper or plastic.
