life is weird. last time i posted a blog i was sitting in a coffee shop in costa rica ready for the next 3 months of life on the race. now i am writing this blog from the comfort and cleanliness of my own bed in america.
things moved so fast. one minute i was sitting in a team time w people that became my family and the next i was being told this family would soon be broken up due to the growth of the corona virus. it was a hard pill to swallow if i’m being really honest. i was promised 3 more months with these people, i was promised 3 more months of ministry and growth, i was promised 3 more months of adventures. but a scary yet fun thing about life is that it doesn’t always go as planned. sure i planned for 3 more months on the field but God planned for something different. this change of plans wasn’t a change for Him at all. He has a plan for us to be at home now. He has purpose within this season. and how sweet that after giving up 9 months for Him, he graciously placed 3(ish) back in my hands. He is such a generous God.
but i’ll be honest, since being home i’ve been a little discouraged about these truths that i was holding onto. “why am i here?” “does God really have purpose for me at home?” but the Lord reminded me of something that He taught me while i was in India.
so while we were there i noticed that the amount of white butterflies that crossed our path continued to increase throughout our stay and by the time we left i felt like the place was bursting with them. flash back to thailand, i learned that white butterflies are a symbol of spiritual awakening. i could tell that the Lord was stirring in this place. not only could we tell within the lives of people in the communities but how sweet that God would also confirm that through something as simple as butterflies. He works in intricate ways.
anyhow, the Lord also showed me that us as christians are like these butterflies. we bring light and peace unmatched into the most mundane places. we are a symbol of God and his power. He taught me that me being on the WR wasn’t as much about what ministries we partnered with or what people we reached out to as much as it was about the presence of the Holy Spirit within us and how we carried that into new spaces and allowed ourselves to be guided by His truth everyday. and that doesn’t stop when i come home. the HolySpirit is always with me. i carried Him here or should i say He carried me here. and i can continue to be obedient to His truth no matter where i am, even if that simply means my bedroom in america.
i know that was kind of all over the place but the point is, THE HOLY SPIRIT LIVES INSIDE OF US.
quiet the distractions. tune into Him. He has things to say and plans for us. simply follow Him because He is on the move.
God IS on the move here, don’t think that your bedroom walls will constrain Him or that some disease can have more affect than the all powerful creator and king of this world. continue to allow yourselves to follow the voice of the Holy spirit and be obedient to even the smallest of things.
praying big for everyone being affected by this virus. if any of you need anything, even simply prayer, please don’t be afraid to reach out.
can’t wait to see your faces after it’s all over!!
all the love
kenni
