Stephanie read this to our class today, and it pierced my heart like someone was almost perfectly describing me, calling out my name. I feel like this resonates with the core of who God has made me to be. Does anyone else feel that way?
The pioneering spirit leads the adventurous through the wilderness. It beckons to the restless soul. The wanderer finds drive in the vision itself…in the unknown. Risk is not a word that indicates “caution”; instead it screams “you’re heading in the right direction; come just a little closer”. This apostolic spirit plows a way where there seems to be no way. It cuts straight through the mountain that lies in its path. It perseveres through the intense cold and biting wind. It stands strong when the locust strips away every remaining morsel. But the Spirit remains…
The spirit awoke my heart. Once a person’s heart is stirred, there is no turning back. It’s a dangerous place to live, but I would have it no other way. The call lies dormant in a shadow until it is time to be aroused. The heart drives a person, but the call sends them. The danger no longer lies in living at the edge of yourself, now it is found in the great beyond… It’s no longer at your fingertips, but now fully dwells in Him alone.From Go Pioneers!Posted in South Africa ’07 by Stephanie Fisk on 7/5/2007
