For the past year or so, God has been telling me to go. To where I am not entirely sure, but I believe it is to another country. I had been thinking “but God, I have a boyfriend, friends, a job and I don’t want to leave them. I am comfortable, and thriving in a life filled with bible study and just being around fellow believers. This is what I have always wanted, and this past year I finally got it.” Well, God is slowly stripping my reasons for staying away-this has been an extremely painful experience, but perhaps it is necessary. What good is having all of these things if we are not sharing our experiences with others, not loving them and spreading God’s word?
I believe that being a missionary doesn’t mean we have to go to another country, it is a way we live our every day life. It is living what God has told us to do-love others. It is about building relationships with those around us, showing them who God is. I do not think that I am supposed to be an over-seas missionary for the rest of my life, but I believe that God wants to me to go now to teach me something-to stretch, and make me fully rely on God. I know that wherever I go I will not be able to do it on my own; I am not eloquent nor do I have the knowledge (or memory power) to teach people about the bible. I also do not have the energy to go, go, go. But, with the power of God I can do this. Philippians 4:13 says “For I can do all things through Christ who gives me the strength I need.” This has been a theme verse for me for most of my life, but I tend to forget this in every day life.
I am tired of doing nothing, of being complacent in my life. All my reasons for not listening to God are quite selfish. God can use me, and I am hindering him (not that he can’t use me here)-I can go love people who truly need love, help the helpless, and meet physical needs that may not otherwise be met. I am in an exciting and scary time in my life. All that is holding me back is my fears.
