I’ve said this about a million times so far on the race. Here are some of the things I can fill the blank in with.
Handle the finances of a team of racers
Be an assistant teacher
Walk around telling people who don’t speak the same language about Jesus
Lead a devotional for ladies anywhere from five to forty years older than me
Be part of a seminar about wisdom
Teach adults english grammar
Teach kids english
Preach in front of an African church
Preach in other christians houses
Lead around a six year old handicapped boy who’s learning how to walk
Love people like Jesus loves them
The list goes on and on and will continue to go on for the rest of the Race and the rest of my life.
Theres this quote that been running though my head the last couple days, maybe you saw it on my Instagram? God doesn’t call the qualified, rather, he qualifies the called.
And I like that. Because just because God has called me to be a million things I’m terribly under qualified to do over the last three months, that doesn’t mean that I automatically have all the knowledge to do so. Like I screw up, all the time. Preaching in a church terrifies me, and I always feel like a failure after I finish. Praying for people? Definitely not good at that. And when I don’t see immediate results to my prayers, I question if my prayers are heard, if I somehow I didn’t pray correctly. (which is really dumb, God doesn’t care how you pray so long as you’re praying to him with the correct intentions)
But I’m qualified to try. I’m qualified to step up and do the very best I can in the situations he puts me in, no matter how uncomfortable I am. Because who am I to judge the impact I’m making? Doesn’t that sound incredibly vain? God sees peoples hearts. He sees my heart. Maybe the person I’m ministering to when I get up in front of church aren’t all the faces looking back at me. Maybe its my translator. Maybe its myself.
Heres the thing. I mess up all the time. Not gonna lie, I get really freaking frustrated with myself way too often. I’m not a teacher. I haven’t even been to college yet. But I’m qualified to do these things because God qualifies me. And he tells me what I’m doing actually makes a difference. And the same is true of you. You might not be a racer, or even a missionary on the field, but you are called to make disciples! You’re called to stop and talk to that homeless person you walk past every day. You’re called to pray for healing over that lady you see limping at your work. You’re called to call out your pastor when he misuses scripture. (Probs should do that in private though, just sayin.) You’re called. And you’re qualified. Just like me. 🙂
Side note: Christmas is coming up! As exciting as that is, it also means that our last deadline is coming up. Praise the Lord, I’m fully funded. But a bunch of my friends aren’t and I don’t want them to be sent home because they don’t have the funds to keep doing the amazing things we are doing here! If you’re feeling called to donate to a racer, let me know and I’ll get you in touch with someone. 🙂 Thanks!!
