Pulling up to the small building, I didn't know what to expect. We had been hearing for days about the man coming from India, who claimed to be conducting mass hearings in Jesus's name, and now it was time to see what this man was all about.
There were people everywhere. The building was well past it's seating capacity, and all the doors and windows were thrown open and full of hungry people trying desperately to see the face of the man on the stage promising healing.
The mans theology seemed a little off,
And I didn't see any miraculous healings.
What I did see however was desperation.
Coming to Malaysia I was not expecting to see desperation. There is prosperity everywhere! There are shops everywhere, we are living in a neighborhood of primarily two story houses, where all the children running down the streets are both clothed and have shoes on their feet, and the animals here even look well fed! Desperation to me once meant lack of food, clothing and/or shelter.
Last night I had a taste of a different kind of desperation
In a country ruled by Muslims and Hindus, where telling nonbelievers about Jesus is illegal, there is unbelievable desperation.
Desperation for truth.
Desperation for hope.
Desperation for freedom.
Desperation for identity, acceptance, and love.
The people here are desperate for that which they do not know, the unending, unwavering, unbelievable love of their creator.
It broke my heart.
Their desperation seems to mirror my own desperation as I yearn for my own identity, intimacy with the Father, and change.
I came into The World Race having just experienced the most intense desire for more God i ever had. I experienced this desperation at at training camp. I became desperate for more of him, and for hearing him speak. I hoped that as soon as I came on The Race I would get all that I was looking for, and that my thirst would be clenched. I have found the opposite to be true however. I am becoming more and more desperate every single day.
I wake up every morning desperate to hear Him saying good morning to me.
I am desperate for guidance,
I am desperate for words of truth and life,
Desperation is what compels me.
And so I ask you, what are you desperate for?
What is it that drives you?
The approval of others?
A raise, or a better job?
For a family who loves you better?
A closer relationship with our Father?
Hope?
Is what you are desperate for something a desire from the Father, or do you need to give it up to God, and have Him show you what are truly worth your time and heart?
I challenge you today to ask God to make you desperate. Because in desperation we find change.
Join me in my desperation.
