I’m supposed to be couponing but I don’t really care. Who said I was “supposed” to be anyway? Me. So I have the right to change the rules. And now I have successfully justified myself to myself. Congratulations.
Six years ago our church sent out a couple to go plant a church in Massachusetts. I didn’t really know them that well though we had gone to their house once for dinner. I remember discussing with my sister how adorable Sarah was as a pregnant woman and how I wanted to look like that one day. When they left I wasn’t even married yet so we related in a completely different way then than we do now. In a lot of ways I feel like I was still a kid back then, but I guess that’s a different subject.
Anyways, ministry in Massachusetts didn’t go as expected and they went back to “normal life” for a while. Then they read a book called Radical which turned their lives upside-down and loooooooong story way way way short they are now preparing to move overseas, and once again we are their commissioning church.
Jeremy and I are on a totally different side this time – we are the missions leaders at our church, we are in charge of their accountability once they are on-field, we have two children and so do they, and we are pretty much bona-fied adults *snort*. But seriously, we are both closer to 30 than 20 and wow – that puts things in perspective a bit.
This couple is taking their school-age kids, moving away from family, and making a five-year or more commitment to ministry in the area of human-trafficking. They asked God what life would look like if they really surrendered their all to them, and when He told them they chose to obey.
When Jeremy and I were engaged we really thought we would move overseas as missionaries within five years. I was going to get my master’s, then we would join Wycliffe and start support-raising, and then we’d move. We even started the process and met with representatives and planned our jobs and choices around that plan. Then God changed it.
To take loooooong to way way way short once again, we do believe that we are where God wants us. What we have been struggling with is WHY God wants us here, instead of “there.” Why, when there are so few people willing to move overseas and do missions, does he put us “willing” people here in the States?
But lately I feel like He’s been starting to show me the answer to that question, and I don’t like it. I’m hearing something like, “Why would I send you overseas to do ‘there’ what you aren’t doing here?” And…ouch.
That’s a good question.
I could make you a list of all the ministry we are doing here, and to be honest I almost did. But really, do we go out of our way to build relationships with our neighbors? And when we build relationships, do we turn them towards Christ? Do I avoid conversations about faith with family members who believe differently, or do I look for them, start them, even embrace them? Am I making sacrifices in my lifestyle to help the poor and lost in my own neighborhood? Not comfortable sacrifices, but real, genuine sacrifices?
I know the answer to those questions.
And now’s the time to change it.