… that my contract ended. This was to be my last day of teaching kindergarden in Korea.
I came to that realization this evening as I was washing my face.
I froze for a minute. Staring at myself in the mirror, I thought about this verse:
23For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks intently at his natural face in a mirror. 24 For he looks at himself and goes away and at once forgets what he was like. (James 1:23-24)
Life has been a crazy whirlwind. From Korea, to home, to training camp on the other side of the US, to home again, to headed out again.
Funny, in all this traveling, I was beginning to feel a little as though I had forgotten what I looked like…
So am I really ready to head out again?
This is something I’ve been evaluating, wrestling with, as the time to launch gets closer and closer. As I was praying about it earlier in the night, it was then that I remembered the unusual circumstances of my school so unexpectedly closing.
God knew EXACTLY what I needed. God knew I needed more to be home with my then bed-ridden father, and my exhausted mother, rather than that final paycheck.
I BELIEVE IN DIVINE APPOINTMENTS. God takes care of our needs and sends us right where we need to be, and right when we need to be there. Sometimes, it’s right where we want to be- a place like home. Other times, its a place that takes us far away from our comfort zone- like, say, a hospital bed, waking us up to the intensity of every single moment, and the importance of intention behind every single act… God sets up these divine appointments that we might be ready for the next…
I had the privilege today of speaking about this journey to a parent group that my mother is a part of. As I was kissing her goodnight, she told me how proud she was of me… that she was impressed with how I spoke to them. And while I know it wasn’t my words, but words graciously given to me by the “Pneuma” (spirit) that only God gives, I was grateful for her words. Words have power. Tremendous power. I felt so encouraged; through her words God was speaking… “Keep going, my child. Keep going.”
