The love and faithfulness of OUR God the Father is something I will never understand.
It’s beautiful. It’s graceful. It’s kind. It’s overwhelming. It’s reckless. It’s painful. It’s never failing. It’s joyous. It’s humbling. ETC
There’s a street called Bangla, located in Phuket Thailand. This street consists of bars filled with women selling themselves to take care of their families. It’s filled with men paying for their self-worth in the affection of women. It’s filled with clubs that attract tourists with naked women. It’s filled with brokenness.
Screwed into the ground in front of Bangla Street are these chains that look like rusty cuffs and I tripped over them everyday. I would giggle to myself because I had this image of these chains as THE chains that Jesus has already broken for this place and His people.
Victory is at the forefront of this battlefield we fought everyday.
We walked this street EVERYDAY. We prayed for this street EVERYDAY. We brought “hope and Jesus” to this street EVERYDAY. And honestly I was leaving Phuket feeling: tired, sick, sad, overwhelmed, useless, disobedient and more than that; hopeless.
UNTIL:
It’s thursday night, our last ministry night playing sand volleyball. We set the net up at the end of Bangla Street with a goal to attract as many people as we could to hangout and eventually share Jesus with them. It’s a long, fun and tiring night and I was feeling ill so I planned to skip out (intercede for a hot second) then watch a movie and sleep.
BUT this nagging whisper kept saying, “suck it up and go.” So I said, “Okay God but I AM NOT playing volleyball tonight.” He replied with a solid, “okay Katie.”
As I reluctantly walked and dreaded the night to come, I stopped complaining for 2 seconds to look up and see a group of people already in our spot. As my eyes scanned the scene looking for another spot close by, my ears tuned in to the sweet sound of worship.
THERE WAS A WORSHIP SERVICE HAPPENING IN OUR SPOT.
I immediately yelled, “forget the net” and began to worship ALL NIGHT with this guy who was “just passing through.” It was exactly what I needed and in that moment I was slapped with a reminder of God’s faithfulness that brought me to my knees.
Who am I to question Him? Who am I to doubt His faithfulness?
I was on the verge of leaving discouraged and not trusting that HE is actually in the midst of the chaos of Phuket. As I was fighting Him to do what Katie wants, all He wanted was for me trust Him, say yes to Him and to worship Him so He could remind me that He is there and He is faithful.
He wanted to increase my faith, restore my trust and humble my heart to the fact that He doesn’t actually need us because He is working whether we say yes or not.
He is so sweet to choose us. All He wants is for us to choose Him. All we have to do is say yes and continue to let Him rock our world.
Thank you for being so faithful.
-Katie B
