I’m a 5th through 8th grade girl’s physical education teacher and coach for volleyball, basketball, and track. I get asked 1,385,234,323.3 questions a day… and more that half of them are the same question repeated just seconds after the one before. I love my girl’s…. dearly…. but lately my mind wanders off to places…
HAITI and their broken lives…
….who will I be when I get back?….
…. sexually abused children and their abusers…..
…. sex trafficking in Thailand…
… the orphaned in India…
….why is it hard to ask for support?…..
…generations affected by genocide in Cambodia…
….. leaving all that I know to live with the nations….
… Americans that embrace apathy….
…how I continue to stay apathetic in some ways……
…..the nations’ cry out….
…. who will go and represent Him?
I know my day dreaming has affected my job as a coach. Praise God!!! Isn’t His people more important than a lay-up??? A faster 400 split??? These things are on my mind… constantly. Our God created us to abide in Him, for Him to walk along our sides, for Him to come before and after… won’t we join Him in spreading His love? Even if it means sacrificing two points on the score board to take time and hug a precious little girl? I ask myself this question… daily…. hourly…
I have 4 months with these kids… 4 months to spread the Gospel by a hug, a word of encouragement, display of discipline, running and training with them, the tone of love in my voice, listening to their stories, helping them ask questions for their own lives, showing them that women who love God are fierce because their God is fierce. WHEW… 11 countries in 11 months sounds exciting… but God is NOT making me wait.
My World Race starts in Fairfield, Texas.
….so why haven’t I sent out a support letter yet?????????? Good question…
