It has taken me some
time to muster up the ability to write to you today. I wanted to write to
you all a few months ago but have been wrestling still with what I would say.
So today I share with you a glimpse of my heart.
I returned home from a short two weeks in Spain on April 8,
2011, and my heart was swelling with
emotions.
How I was feeling exactly was difficult for me to articulate which was frustrating and a little numbing. People would ask about Spain and all I could say was that it was pretty and that it looked like a very difficult and needy mission field. I knew that Spain’s beauty would never keep me there, and I feared that its hard soil and my loneliness would eventually send me home. The reality of missions to the beautiful and eloquent country and culture that captured my heart was going to be more difficult to move to then I ever expected. I was hoping God’s call on my life for His mission would be enough to keep me there…and I suppose I still am hoping for that.
How I was feeling exactly was difficult for me to articulate which was frustrating and a little numbing. People would ask about Spain and all I could say was that it was pretty and that it looked like a very difficult and needy mission field. I knew that Spain’s beauty would never keep me there, and I feared that its hard soil and my loneliness would eventually send me home. The reality of missions to the beautiful and eloquent country and culture that captured my heart was going to be more difficult to move to then I ever expected. I was hoping God’s call on my life for His mission would be enough to keep me there…and I suppose I still am hoping for that.
I have many
hesitations still about leaving my family and friends and life here in
Canada, and I have many realistic fears about going to a foreign land for
potentially a lifetime or as long as
the Lord calls me to His work. Also, in many ways I feel inadequate to the work
he is calling me to, unworthy and unprepared... And yet it lingers over me, as though
I cannot run from it. It seems that He still wants to use me even though I am
not perfect and that I do not have everything figured out. He is preparing the way for me, and I would be a fool to not walk in
it, because I know that there is nothing else in this life that is as
satisfying as walking in His will.
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