When I was pondering on this blogging assignment and wondering how I would sum up in a few paragraphs, how God has called me to the mission field and in reflecting it seemed that the Lord has been preparing me for His service for along time.
I have always said to my parents while growing up, “I think the Lord is calling me.” I was fascinated with the story of Samuel when he heard the Lord in the night and he called out saying, “Lord here am I.” I remember so clearly having that same moment with the Lord when I was young.

 I always knew I wanted to be used by the Lord. And I often got upset when I saw the Lord using others but not me. I often thought why couldn’t that be my calling or ministry? When I got upset I would sing an old hymn as a cry to the Lord to reach out and take me. “Saviour, Saviour hear my humble cry. While on others thou are calling, do not pass me by.” It’s amazing how God hears us when we call and His promises are sure and steadfast. God has opened up doors to His kingdom and is using me! Maybe not in the ways I thought or wanted but He has surprised me with joy. I may never be a great evangelist, preacher or a famous worship leader with many CD’s. But He still has placed a call on my life to serve, to love, to hold, to mend, to heal, to pray, to be Christ to everyone I meet

I felt the Lord preparing me while I was attending Bible College awhile ago. I took a course called Christian Worldview. During this course there was a subject on Social Justice. I felt pain in my heart when my professors talked about world events and when He showed pictures of people in poverty in third world countries. We talked about corruption in our society and governments. How the world has and will always be a death trap. During that time I kept saying how can a God of love watch and not do something about this. But later I have come to understand that my God of love does care but where are the Christians? The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few says Jesus in Matthew 9:37. And where are the intercessors? Because when we pray, God moves!

 After bible college, there was a time when injustice wasn’t on my heart. When I moved to a new city, God opened my eyes to the corruption in my own town, my own country! I started to do research on many countries and that’s when I noticed the Spirit birthing in me something new. I wanted to go but I did not know how or when. I kept thinking one day I will go on a mission trip but right now I need to do the responsible thing, have a job, earn money and be stable. But because God created me with a personality which gets bored easily, I got bored with the ordinary. I love being stable, knowing that I have money, but at what cost? I have all I ever need, a great house, great friends and family, a wonderful job. But it’s not enough because I know there are so many who do not share in the same future as I do.
I went to the Dominican three months ago. And when I saw the poverty, the prostitutes, the young children begging for money, people willing to do anything to get out of the country, it broke my heart. On my trip I met this little girl about two or three. She had on this yellow dress that was worn and she was malnourished and had an infection in one of her eyes. I was standing on the the beach when she reached out for my hand and I thought of Jesus words, “For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these.” Matthew 19:14. In that moment I knew it was time to step out. So here I am, ready to go forth. Lord use me.