It’s amazing to me how a few words
can implant a great desire, which in turn then become a reality. That’s how I
got here: to Spain, to the G42 leadership academy. Before I came to G42 I had
no clue what to do with my life after the world race. I heard a bit about this
school, but wasn’t sure what it was all about. I thought to myself, that I
needed to get a job and enter the “real world”. I thought that I shouldn’t
leave the country again just to learn
more…and that it was time to grow up. But G42 kept coming back to me. It was
the only thing that seemed exciting to me. It held an air of mystery and
discovery about it that I wanted to be a part of. The mere mention of the
school was implanted in my mind and then became a great desire of mine to
attend. So I applied and I am here. It became my reality.
I am still in hot pursuit of what
it tangibly looks like to live out who God made me to be. G42 has challenged me
to really think about my gifts and dreams for the world. It’s a big task. In
the past month, I have had a bit more clarity. My desire centers around 4
words: Hope for the Hopeless. These
words have been rooted in my mind and I plan to make them a reality. Whatever
it looks like to bring hope to the hopeless, I want to invest my efforts.
And I am okay with not knowing the
full plan for my life. Hence, I am embracing uncertainty. That is one thing
that is stressed at G42. It is okay to embrace uncertainty; life is not just
black and white. It’s abstract. God uses uncertainty as long as we are willing
to obey. Abraham did not know where he was going, but he went. And God used him
mightily. At times I feel as though I am chasing after an undefined dream. It’s
a work in progress. I still struggle with not knowing, but I’m trying to learn
to trust. This is something I wrote to remember that God’s promises are greater
than the world’s lies.
When the
pressure is crippling, your voice is enough to bring peace. It’s not an easy
journey. You told me so. Refined through the fire, my impurities melt away.
What’s leftover is more beautiful than what man can grasp. You say from the
lips of infants you ordain praise. The detail of your love mends broken hearts
to reveal the wonder of your ways. Most times, my words cannot express the
magnitude of your great mercy and trust. So with a sigh of awe I worship and
dwell on the fact that you catch my tears. You take my ashes and turn them into
something beautiful. In the fiber of my being, I feel your presence. You speak
to teach me what it means to pray without ceasing. And though it’s not perfect,
you yearn after my heart. When the storm comes, you say come to me; I will
restore your soul.
Do you have a hard time embracing uncertainty?
