Recently,
As I have been seeking the Lord in my quiet time about everything He has put into to my heart to do, the desire to return overseas and begin to work towards fulfilling my grandmother's dream, and mine, for nearly 20 years now, I can't help but be disheartened from time to time from the wait, from the patience required of myself, and find myself continuously pressing on myself whether I am doing all I am capable of in preparation now.
I continue to throw out questions to the Lord such as, should I partner with this minister Lord, with this missionary Lord, go that way?!?
I long to fulfil my purpose and to see the children's home/center become a reality and have asked myself what the first steps to such an endeavor would be. I've been willing to join with others who are doing this work.
February 2 of 2016 was the 6th yr anniversary of my return stateside from Costa Rica where I had lived 2 years, with no intent to leave the foreign mission field. In these past 6 years, I wouldn't trade what God has taught me, about the difficult emotional struggles of children who've been abused in one way or another, about perseverance and in depth study, about research, about all the blessings I've been gifted, about so many hurting adults dealing with mental illness, and so much more. I could write a book about all I've learned and how God has shaped and developed me.
I've dreamed of working with homeless people, and guess what? I'm seeing them all the time, people without true purpose in need of an encounter with Jesus. If I can bring Jesus to them with my life and how its lived, its worth every day and every trial or misplaced dream.
The blog I wrote in February of 2011 about social work and missionary work remain my heart's desire. To bring justice to the poor, needy, the child and the woman in distress. I can see no other thing as what I was made for.
I imagined recently what it must have been like for the children of Israel, who had been given a dream, a big promise that they would be possessors of a rich, abundant land flowing with milk and honey, a land of rich fertile soil, where they would have plenty. I see that the parents were afraid to possess it, yet the Lord had already given it to them. Imagine how they must've longed for that land as they wandered through the wolderness,. Forty years!!!
But God was faithful to His promise, and they did arrive and possess that land. My God is faithful and fulfills his promises. My God is able!!
I have a dream, and maybe my faith is small, but I will arrive in the promised land according to God's good plan.
"If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to the mountain, be removed and cast into the sea, and it will be done for you. "
Are we there yet?
-just a little longer, child, a little longer.
