
So one would think that my mind would be focused on packing right now, since we're supposed to be moving into a new house soon. But instead I can't stop thinking about traveling to a different country, go figure. Let me explain; I'm taking a class called "Perspectives on the World Christian Movement." It's unlike any other class I've ever taken which has come as a pleasant
surprise to me. It is not at all what I expected, and this is a good thing because I feel very ready for something different that will challenge me beyond where I've been spiritually. I've been feeling for a while that I was about to experience some significant growth spiritually, but wasn't sure how this growth would take place, or when for that matter. We all experience many varied stages in our spiritual growth. There are the valleys and the mountain tops, the flat level plains and the
rugged cliffs. For a while I've been hanging out in the plains...for a long while honestly. There are good things about the plains; They aren't hard to navigate, nope, they are exceptionally easy! The ease can become monotonous though, and can even end up becoming a
detriment if you start thinking that you get to stay in that place forever. You will have to go back up a hill again inevitably, or down into a valley for that matter!
Anyway, back to the class I'm taking. Perspectives is a class which focuses on God's heart for humanity and the nations, the current state of world wide missions, and is a guide book for reaching all cultures for Christ. I was told that it is a life changing class and I'm finding that to be true. It really is changing my perspectives on missions in ways I could never have imagined. I've always had a heart for missions since I can remember. My great grandma and grand father were missionaries to China before World War II. They barely escaped the country as the country was being invaded. They were literally on the last plane that flew out of their region. Then they were missionaries in Brazil to the unreached Amazon tribes, and went on to print the Bible and other Christian books into
Portuguese. My grandmother used to tell me her missionary stories and I could spend hours writing them here, but I'll save that for another time....
I've been on several missions trips in my life: I went to
Baja Mexico once while in High School and then again when I was in my early twenties. I have also been to England and went to a youth church planting school there in 1997. All of these trips impacted my life in a profound way, and I've always known I would be going over seas again for God...I just didn't know when. Honestly, in the last few years I've been wondering if I really would be going again.
But, here I am now, and the church I go to is currently praying about going over seas on a missions trip sometime this year! I'm so excited to be part of the prayer team and things seem to be falling into place. We're not sure where we're going yet, or when, but God will show us the whens and hows of it all in time I'm sure. I do have my worries and fears about all of this, but I know that God is bigger than any fear I could have. As my great grandma used to say, "If you're supposed to go honey God will show you and He will provide."