I relish Saturday mornings. Whether it's an opportunity to sleep in, or spend time with Jesus, Saturday mornings are incredible. I haven't had many Saturday mornings in the past year where I could just do whatever I wanted. Remember those times as a child when you wake up on Saturdays at 11, play outside with friends, maybe spend time working on a project with Dad and it seems like the day never ends? Where did those Saturdays go?
Well, this blog isn't about Saturday, but it happens to be that day of the week, so I found myself reminiscing. Noelle is at an all day women's event at church today, so I decided to spend my day at the coffee shop catching up on photography and to start the day off right...reading the Word. I haven't made it to photography yet. God caught me by surprise. Does that ever happen to you? Everyday, I read the Proverb that corresponds with the date, so today I read Proverbs 23. A common theme that Proverbs communicates is listening to God's instruction.
Apply your heart to instruction and your ears to words of knowledge.
I asked myself a few questions this morning. Are you paying attention to God's instruction? Is your mind and heart available for God's wisdom and teachings? Interesting. I wouldn't pride myself in being an open-minded individual. I like to make decisions, try things on my own, activate and then move on. I think it's ok to be a driver, but I'm reminded it's critical to sit and listen. God longs to have community with us, speak words of wisdom, teach us something new about Him, His character or maybe discipline us. But if we are going at a pace where our minds become closed off and God becomes a routine, well, your life will become routine. That's not the way I want to live.
I'm also reading through Matthew...again, probably not that uncommon and I'm sure I've read through Matthew a few times. But today, this time, I'm reminded of God's love, truth and perseverance. Through Jesus' temptation in the wilderness to Jesus calling his first disciples to teaching the very truth to his followers, Jesus began His journey at a very young age. Knowing He came to the earth fully man is something I have a difficult time comprehending. Knowing He could have avoided the whole experience of coming to earth, dying on the cross and saving mankind boggles my mind. But resting in the truth that He loves me unconditionally speaks to why He did all of that.
So about this journey. God's love and truth is what I rest in when I become fearful or doubt in the decision of moving overseas. God has called us - no doubt, but with that, there are many questions to answer. Are we moving to the right place? Do we have enough money? Are we ready? Do we have enough faith? Are we really hearing from God? These types of questions often plague my mind, but I have to remember that I ignored that still small voice for too long. Now I'm listening. God said to go. God said to trust Him. God said to have faith. As of today, we have 39 days till we leave for Cambodia. Noelle and I are embarking on a mission that is certainly unknown and there is a mystery about it all that is fascinating. My heart swells more and more for the Cambodian people, the young child that has been sold into slavery, the boy that struggles with his identity because of the matriarchal society or educating the poor on conquering poverty - there is no doubt we are being called to Cambodia. God give us faith.
Speaking of faith, I am reading a book called, Bruchko, an extraordinary story of a 19yr old man that literally leaps out in faith and begins working with a murderous Indian tribe on the border of Colombia and Venezuela. I am only on page 50, but this book is certainly speaking to my level of faith. Faith is being sure of the unseen as told in Hebrews 11:1. Young Bruce had no idea what he was leaping into, but he LISTENED to God's call and left the U.S. with a one-way ticket and $70. What a journey.
Noelle and I are going on a journey. We are applying faith, like Bruce, but I believe there is a balance. I constantly struggle with that balance. In my human mind, I'd rather err on the side of practicality, ensuring my mindmaps are in order, our plans are well tested, the numbers are researched, etc. I could go on and on about how logistics play a role in moving our lives overseas, but where is the evidence of faith? I am, again, reminded of the amount of faith I need to have to move a mountain.
He replied, "Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.
I know there will be opportunity to practice faith once we are living in the midst of poverty, a culture rooted in Buddhism, and a sexual heaviness that clouds the eyes of many. Maybe that's it, but I think there is more, and I'm never going to stop discovering what faith looks like.