Six months ago, I wrote a post stating that I wanted to get my hands dirty.
In the post I said,
It is easy for me to dream of changing the world from the comfort of my living room couch but I lately I have felt called to do more. I want to go to the ends of the earth. And I want to get my hands a little dirty.
And I referenced a quote by Jimmy Carter,
My faith demands -this is not optional-my faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I can, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have to try to make a difference.
So for the last six months, I have been more intentional about finding time to serve. Serve by doing whatever, wherever, whenever.
I have sought out opportunities to pitch in locally. I have become a ‘”lunch buddy” to the-cutest-kindergartner-ever through Preston Taylor Ministries and taken advantage of a handful of serving opportunities at Cross Point.
I even investigated a few opportunities to serve internationally but nothing really was coming together, that is, until last week.
This was the opportunity I had been waiting for, the opportunity I had been praying about, the opportunity to get more intimately involved with an organization I am passionate about. My faith was demanding that I say yes. My faith was demanding that I go.
But between you and me, I am more than a little shocked that He is enlisting my help, that He is entrusting me with this opportunity.
Acutely aware of my insecurities and fear, I find myself running to Him for strength. And in a moment of clarity come to realize that this trip is not just about what He can do through me. This trip is also about what He will do in me.
Would you be willing to pray for me, for our team? Pray that over the next few months God would begin to prepare our hearts and our minds for the trip?
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