This is why....
Ever since grade 3 I have been called to be a missionary. I forget my calling between grade 4-12 and was reminded of it during my grade 12 summer when I was sent off to Poland with a team to lead an English camp. There, God restored my broken heart and reminded me of what I was supposed to do with my life.
Every once and a while since then I have the little creeper; Satan, who decides to wiggle into my mind and makes me second guess if this is really what I am supposed to do, and each time he comes God decides to kick him out and! blows my socks off. Over the past few days this creeper has decide to see if he can squeeze into my head once again and I doubt for a moment. So as I was planning my Sunday school lesson the main passage that we were working on was Matthew 26:18-20: The Great Commission. In that moment God was like nope, here is the command that I have given u.
TO ALL NATIONS!
wow.
I was then challenged by the last question that I have to ask my kids tomorrow at church at, What are you going to do to tell others about the good news? Sometimes I wonder how I am going to do it in another country when I have so much struggle doing it here. I was faced with the challenge of sharing the gospel to people around me who do not know, here where I am.
So with my new socks on and a prayer tucked away I am hoping to be brave enough to take on the mission he has called me to now and and later too!
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