The title is words that one of my friends used to encourage me with right before I left. I kept it in the back of my mind until I was living in a moment, and it just seemed perfect. I felt like a lost puzzle piece being found and placed gently back into the place where it belongs.
I am not sure about specifically where I will be living after college, (if i finish, sorry mom and dad) but my calling into missions was made obvious again and again. For most, this is not new information, but for my heart it was a simple and sweet reminder. My God is faithful and does not create a passion within me then abandon me to figure it out.
I was created for moments where my hair is being pulled in every direction. I was created for moments where I am being touched by little fingers covered in beans. I was created for moments where little fingers cup my face and push my hair back and lovingly look into my eyes. I was created for kissing cheeks so hard that laughter is inevitable. I was even created to joyously respond to the name “zor-za”, out of pure excitement for rememberance.
There is something within my soul that drops into a puddle of warmth when I look into little dark brown eyes and just see the pure smiles creep onto their faces. They are all so beautiful. Their dimples and smiles that spread to their eyes reflect of their Creator so well. He is pure joy, and he carries pure excitement for life itself. They dance with such ease and their free spirits allow them to feel as light as a feather. They have something. They have the desire to love and feel loved. They have the desire to hold onto, and be held. They have the desire to speak, but also to sit in silence and listen.
Every move these children make are reflections of how I am seen by my Father. He grips so tightly to me. To who I am. He cups my face and pulls back my hair and looks me in the eyes and says “I love you.” He keeps sharing things with me over and over, begging me to receive it.
Not to go along with the cliche “I needed them more than they needed me” quote… but, the world could use so much more of what these children have. This is the passion that is stirred up inside of my heart. To live a life that reflects the relationship God has with each of his children, and they embody that so well.
I wasn’t created for a busy lifestyle. I wasn’t created to work in a cubicle and stay quiet. I was created to run wild and free, and love with everything within me. And when I say that, I mean I am running to the ends of the earth, and Satan is not stopping me anymore. I know my passion, I know my mission, and I know my leader, my King Jesus.
