Its amazing to think that I only have one month before I leave. One month and then probably the most life changing experience I might ever have.
I never thought I would be able to go and venture the world while bringing God’s kingdom to the places I stay.
Although I am excited, I am also nervous.
Daily I’m faced with the question, “Am I fit for this ministry? Is this the place God is really calling me to?”
I spent my week previous to this blog on vacation, at my favourite Camp: Camp Mishewah. It’s a place where I spent most the summers of my lifetime learning about God, and how to live the way his Son did.
The past couple of years I have been honoured with the opportunity to be staff there at Camp Mishewah. But this time, I was family camping.
I am going to be completely honest… It was uncomfortable.
I’m not saying it was uncomfortable being with my family, I love them to death and enjoy every minute I spend with them.
It was the fact that I was there, not as staff, and it felt weird.
I tried to spend most of my time volunteering in the kitchen, or helping with games. So much so, I felt like a “voluntary” staff member.
By the end of the week I realized something,
I am a servant.
I know I was on “vacation” but I couldn’t just sit there and do nothing when I could be helping/volunteering my time for others at the camp.
Recently I read a passage that completely changed the way I want to live my life, for the rest of my life:
“Whoever serves me must follow me; and where I am, my servant also will be. My Father will honor the one who serves me.”
-John 12:26
It answered the questions I have been asking myself. This past week, my “vacation”, made me realize I am a servant. That I want to serve others and Godwherever I go.
That maybe, this 9 month mission trip really is where God is calling me to go.
To actively live my faith.
To serve.
