Some people just like helping people.
Some people like to be the listening ear and the one who brings words of encouragement to humbled people.
Some people thrive on helping people: it gives them the biggest high or the feeling of accomplishment when they are able to meet other’s needs.
Some people like being the one who brings clarity to situations.
…..Those people generally have a hard time asking for help…..
I know this because generally I am one of them.
If you think about it, that’s a lot of the missionaries around the world: thriving in the out pouring of their gifting. Feeling accomplished and rejuvenated when they are able to share the love of God with others. The satisfaction of being able to do their work well.
I was told one of the needed area’s here is to work with and encourage the wives of the men in the church. To come along side them and support them because it’s hard to stay at home with the children when your husband is off doing “ministry.”
I’ve said it multiple times. GOD IS HILARIOUS! Tis true.
He proves it over and over again to me. God is Faithful. Amen? Amen.
Okay so, this week I was not the one helping people, encouraging, or bringing clarity to any situation. But in a weird strange way God used my doubts, my exhaustion, my limitations, etc.
Because if I didn’t have that I don’t think the missionary wife’s here would have been as encouraged if a happy go-lucky 24 yr old American girl trying to appear to have it all together came into their homes trying to encourage them. BAH what do I know?
So I’m sitting here with a smile on face anyways. He let others use their gifting of being encourager, listener, and wisdom bringer so they could hopefully feel satisfied/encouraged as they used their gifts to meet my need: Praise the Lord!
I’ve slept on 3 different beds this week; living with 2 families and the mission house. I was told I was the perfect woman the other day as I laughed as she described a Robot. (You eat, sleep, and clean when I tell you to). I am FAR from perfect, but I’m thankful for this week (looking back;). I’m thankful to wash carpets, take Blood Pressures, wash dishes, and cut up onions. I’m thankful to sleep and to eat AMAZING food.
I still have no plan.
I still fight with myself.
I still feel Bi polar with the waves of emotions.
But there is calm amongst the storm today. For that I am thankful. Jesus has already won, Satan you loose. DO i really need to keep score? Victory in Jesus.
Praying Robot mode turns to something else mode, but for now I’m learning to rest in the Lord and to trust Him with the plan.
Next week is Camp in the mountains, maybe one day I’ll have a constant bed.
Love from Romania,
Megan
