I have recently been considering going on a 1-2 month mission trip overseas with some dear friends from school we all agreed to take a month to pray about it. I came to a few different conclusions, but they were all for me I disguised them with Jesus is calling me to serve stamped all over.
Remember my new years posts? The word I choose for my year was G O, but I never imagined that word being formed into the sentence, Go serve your family at home. I very much so wanted to serve God over in some third world country and while I was praying about it I had this deep down feeling that God wasn't calling me over seas just yet. That hurt and wasn't a pleasant reality to face. 2015 was my year to do something big! haha, God must have fun laughing at our personal ideas. For all I know God may surprise me at the end of the year with the finances and a location and scream SURPRISE and I will stand in awe, but for now God isn't leading that way He is leading me to learn contentment and humility.
Serving my family isn't as glamorous to the Christian view as loving and teaching children in Africa or fighting human trafficking in Asia, but God was and is testing me.
He leans to whisper in my ear, "You said you wanted to serve me for my kingdom and this is where I am placing you."
My family. Whom I have lived with for 20 years.
Can't I be a light and encouragement even if I live in a different country for a while?
Me: Okay, I will bloom where I am planted God.
God: Oh, by the way you think you can do it in the heart of Dixie? I know its not ideal, but I promise to water you a lot so you will grow.
Ahhh.....Count it all joy *many leaps for joy*.
Something I have realized y'all (practicing;) ) my life is a mission field. My words, my actions, even the way I spend my time is talking, the where doesn't matter. Everyone needs the gospel, everyone needs encouragement, everyone needs a smile, everyone needs someone to show and be Jesus to them!
Why Me?
Why not me?!
In sweet home Alabama? Yep!
Our life is a mission and where ever God places us is the field.
We are to plant, water and sometimes reap the harvest for Him.
It's what we are doing with our time in that field that matters.
God has placed me in the midst of family to water and plant seeds that is the field of my mission God happens to already be preparing the ground with a new home, in a new state where we won't know anyone, so quality family time will increase, our friendships will strengthen as siblings.
Where is your mission field?
