Last night, at a church we were visiting, this young man walked in. He was smiling and carrying a baby seat. A young lady walked in with him, and she looked tired like only a new mom can! They both were dressed like they had just come from work and definitely not rich. Actually, they were probably quite the opposite. I later found out that his income comes from washing cars.
Our display table was right by the door; you could not miss it. Yet, as is all too often the case, people instinctively look the opposite way. Not this guy, though.
He walked in, saw the table, and hurried to set the baby seat down.
“Whoa! What is this?” he said.
“Well, we are missionaries, going to Thailand,” my standard reply.
“Seriously?! That is so awesome that you get to do that! I’ve always wanted to go to India and do mission work!”
I wish you could have seen this young man’s face! His smile was HUGE!
As in it took up his whole face!
Then he said, “How long will y’all be here? I get paid tomorrow and would like to be able to give you something.”
Okay. Stop right here and hear my heart; don’t mistake my meaning. I appreciate every cent and prayer given to my family, but there have been times when I know we were given to out of an abundance. I’ve given enough out of my abundance to recognize this and I am not saying it is wrong. Some have abundance to give from, and some have not BUT still give…it’s in Corinthians. The latter would have been the case with this family and I would have had an extremely difficult time taking anything but prayers from this family.
The services started right then, so I did not get to talk to him any more, but later I saw Ahmet speaking with him.
But here is what squeezed my heart…He might have been more excited than I am. Somewhere during the past 19 months of traveling to raise our financial and prayer support, I seemed to have left some of my excitement behind. There is still a bunch in my heart, but….it is not as much as it used to be. Or, at least, last night it was not.
Maybe it is all the long drives, the different churches three times a week, always feeling “bent” so I do not “break” (blessed are the flexible for they will not be bent out of shape), lack of a schedule…this list could go on and on and on…I bet yours could as well. But it should not….
Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee. Trust ye in the Lord for ever: for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength: (Isaiah 26:3, 4 KJV)
I read these verses yesterday, wrote them in my journal, was convicted over them, prayed them. I am so glad I started my morning with The Lord, because I am not sure I would have heard Him speaking to my heart last night if I had not.
My eye should affect my heart (Jeremiah), but my surroundings should not steal my peace, excitement, joy, etc. If my focus is stayed on God and His Son, Christ, then I will be kept in “perfect peace”.
Peace and excitement are not the same thing, but often my excitement seems to be lost when I do not have peace. More than anything, I think that is what steals it. I get worried, or tired,or “concerned”, and I am so focused on those feelings and situations, that my excitement lessens.
My goal now? Through His strength, I will take every thought captive, will knock down strongholds in my heart, and keep my mind stayed on Him.
Hi! My name is Rachael and I am a child of God. I was saved from sin and all its bondage at the age of 21. I am married to an incredible man. He constantly challenges me to grow closer to my Saviour. We have three beautiful children that love the Lord. Currently, our family is preparing to go to Thailand as missionaries.