I have been staring at this blank page for what feels like months trying to find a way to eloquently explain why I feel called to this trip. When the truth is I have absolutely no idea. I’ve always felt a pull towards missions. Just this nagging feeling that God would put me on this path eventually. But I was never sure when and I didn’t why. But I felt confident that it would be in the distant future. I was sure I would have time to get everything figured out. That it would wait until life was calm and planned and easy. Cause clearly thats how things work. Well, here I am, in the messiest most confusing part of my life, being called in a not so subtle way, straight to Ghana.
Throughout the majority of my late teen-early adult years I have known Jesus. I have loved and trusted His will for my life. I’ve prayed for direction and I’ve pray for guidance. And He does guide and direct me, but as I sit and reflect I am ashamed to say that when it comes to God I have selective hearing. But isn’t that the case with so many of us?? We pray that God would lead us into some big thing to become someone new or be a part of something great. And when God shows up and points us in the direction we need to go, we ignore it. We see that actually what we thought we wanted, was going to be a little harder than we thought or scarier or too risky. We tell ourselves that we could never be good enough, or strong enough or brave enough to take that path-so we turn the other way. I have done this time and time again yet HE NEVER GIVES UP ON ME.
I went to a catholic high school and every year each class would go on a retreat. On my senior year retreat, one of the speakers said something I will never forget. He said that often times God is like a GPS, we put in our destination and he is in charge of making sure we get there. And even though we know that the GPS knows where it’s leading us and although we hear the GPS voice telling us to go left we still go right-whether on accident or on purpose. But the map is always there to redirect us. Our faith is like this so often. He went on to explain that no matter how many times God has to change our path He will never give up, He will still be there encouraging me on my walk towards Him. This is something I’ve believed and lived by for years. But I think I was missing the point. God can right my path every time I stray, but that is not an excuse to ignore His call.
The world race is my chance to answer God’s call, to let Him take control and lead me where He chooses. For years I have felt this calling. And finally I am ready, despite great fears and the whispers of the enemy telling me I will fail, I am going to follow Jesus. I am going to be His hands and feet. I am choosing to listen to the words of the Lord. I am right. I am able. I am enough.
Please pray for me on this journey that I can continue to trust God and that as I go all in, and set my life aside this June for His Glory that He may lead my team to do amazing things in Ghana.
