As some of you know, last summer in Peru God gave me the wonderful opportunity to help at the local clinic in Conima every Sunday. Through my experiences there He instilled in me an excitement for medical missions that has only grown since then. Soon after returning to the U.S. I began praying about where I will serve this summer. While visiting with a couple that I look up to & love dearly, they lent me a book called Operation World that has statistics & information on every country in the world. As I read about many different countries, I wrote down the names of countries that returned to my thoughts often - countries rich with medical needs, overcome with spiritual darkness, trapped in war, infrequented by missionaries, unreached with the gospel. I wrote down the country's names on sticky notes and posted them on my bulletin board. More & more sticky notes filled my bulletin board as I read about countries like Sudan, Afghanistan, Indonesia, Morocco, Uganda, Rwanda, Iran, India, Haiti. As I prayed about the countries whose names hung above my desk, the list slowly grew smaller until 3 names remained - Sudan, Uganda, & Rwanda.
While narrowing my list of countries I was also searching by many different means for chances to use my nursing skills & love for the Lord to serve for the summer. Time after time I would get excited about a potential opportunity only to find out later that it wouldn't work out.
During my search for a God-appointed opportunity, Sara Hamilton Kiwanuka returned to her hometown in Pflugerville to raise funds for the Rafiki Africa Children's Home, an orphanage in Uganda that she & her husband started. Sara is a UMHB nursing graduate so while in the area she visited her alma mater. This visit was around the same time that advising began for spring 2011. During my advising appointment, my advisor asked me how my trip to Peru went and whether I was planning another mission trip soon. When I told her about my search for a place in Africa to serve she immediately asked, "Do you know Sara Hamilton??" She told me about Sara, gave me a brochure about Rafiki Africa Ministries, and told me I should contact her. I thought it sounded pretty cool but figured it probably wouldn't work out. Only a week later at the hospital my clinical instructor, Ms Meeker, told me she had something for me. She pulled out the same brochure and said that she thought of me when she heard about Sara & the orphanage. I thought that was a pretty weird coincident. But it got weirder when one day in class I asked Ms Hubbard about malnutrition & B12 deficiency. We got to talking about how I want to practice nursing in a third world country, and she asked me, "Have you heard of Sara Hamilton? She is doing the same thing. She has an orphanage in Uganda. I can get you one of her brochures from the nursing office if you would like." I couldn't help but laugh. Okay! I figured it was past time to contact Sara.
I found Sara on facebook and sent her a message asking if she might want any help at the orphanage over the summer. I didn't hear back for a little while and assumed that was another dead end until I returned home for Christmas break. I hadn't been on facebook for a month and had received a return message from Sara in that time. In short it said she would enjoy having help over the summer from someone with a medical background. Sara & her husband, Joseph would be in Pflugerville until the end of December so we arranged a time to meet. The meeting went wonderfully, and we got to talking for over 4 hours! After much prayer on my part as well as many others and a feeling of direct guidance from the Lord, I have decided that this is where the Lord is leading me.
I will be spending the summer in East Africa, both in the outskirts of Kampala, Uganda as well as a rural village in the Rift Valley of Kenya. I will fly to Uganda mid-May and live at Rafiki Africa Ministries Orphanage assisting Sara in attending to the children's medical needs, beginning their medical records to facilitate future adoption, and assisting with some short-term medical clinics in slum areas. On July 29 I will say farewell to Uganda and fly to Kenya where I will meet a team of fellow UMHB nursing students. Our UMHB team will then travel to a very rural village where we will host a medical clinic. We will leave Kenya and return home on August 10.
God has amazed me in how He has brought my summer plans together, and this is just the beginning!
Monday, December 20, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Counting my Blessings
Thanksgiving...
The preface to Christmas?
A day of total & complete gluttony?
Food, football, and family?
Thanksgiving is meant to be so much more. It is a day devoted to recognizing the blessings God has poured out on you. By recognizing blessings I mean more than just praying "God, thank you for this chance to spend time with family & friends and thank you for everything you have given us. Bless this wonderful food to the nourishment of our bodies. Amen" before digging into the extravegant feast laid out before you. We are so so blessed with luxuries beyond what we could ever need, and we hardly ever take the time to recognize it.
God has given me so much that I never appreciate until I have to live without it, things like:
a roof over my head to protect me from the sun & wind & rain, much more than a single pair of clothes, shoes, a toothbrush, clean & drinkable water, plumbing, electricity, easy access to medication and medical care, a bed, soap, education, Christian parents who love me, an electric stove, microwave, dishwasher, washing machine & dryer, heat & air conditioning, nutritious food, a sense of safety & protection, a car, a computer & internet access, grocery stores, a fair government, freedom. I could go on and on.
Read through that list again, slowly this time, and think about what your life would be like without each of those things. Now think of the people who live every day without those things. The woman living in Afghanistan who is oppressed & devalued by the Muslim religion and men all around her. The people of Haiti living in filth surrounded by death & disease with no hope of a better tomorrow. The innocent young woman trapped in the sex-trafficing business with no way out. The orphan who has no concept of love and family. The heartbroken widow in India who is seen as an outcast of society because she no longer has a husband. The people who lie sick & dying of preventable & treatable illnesses hundreds of miles from any kind of medical care. The child soldiers in Uganda who are trained to fight & forced to kill after they are kidnapped from their families. The malnourished children of Africa who search for scraps of food among the garbage. The homeless, poor, rape victims, enslaved, tourtured, lost, searching, hopeless, depressed, suicidal, lonely, neglected, addicted.
Counting my blessings makes my heart ache for those who so desperately need the very things I take for granted. So this thanksgiving as you thank God for all the blessings you have - big & small, luxuries & needs, overlooked & unappreciated - allow your mind to spend some time dwelling on those in your city and around the world that are in need. Pray for their hearts, their salvation, and their needs. And then go a step further and do something about it.
The preface to Christmas?
A day of total & complete gluttony?
Food, football, and family?
Thanksgiving is meant to be so much more. It is a day devoted to recognizing the blessings God has poured out on you. By recognizing blessings I mean more than just praying "God, thank you for this chance to spend time with family & friends and thank you for everything you have given us. Bless this wonderful food to the nourishment of our bodies. Amen" before digging into the extravegant feast laid out before you. We are so so blessed with luxuries beyond what we could ever need, and we hardly ever take the time to recognize it.
God has given me so much that I never appreciate until I have to live without it, things like:
a roof over my head to protect me from the sun & wind & rain, much more than a single pair of clothes, shoes, a toothbrush, clean & drinkable water, plumbing, electricity, easy access to medication and medical care, a bed, soap, education, Christian parents who love me, an electric stove, microwave, dishwasher, washing machine & dryer, heat & air conditioning, nutritious food, a sense of safety & protection, a car, a computer & internet access, grocery stores, a fair government, freedom. I could go on and on.
Read through that list again, slowly this time, and think about what your life would be like without each of those things. Now think of the people who live every day without those things. The woman living in Afghanistan who is oppressed & devalued by the Muslim religion and men all around her. The people of Haiti living in filth surrounded by death & disease with no hope of a better tomorrow. The innocent young woman trapped in the sex-trafficing business with no way out. The orphan who has no concept of love and family. The heartbroken widow in India who is seen as an outcast of society because she no longer has a husband. The people who lie sick & dying of preventable & treatable illnesses hundreds of miles from any kind of medical care. The child soldiers in Uganda who are trained to fight & forced to kill after they are kidnapped from their families. The malnourished children of Africa who search for scraps of food among the garbage. The homeless, poor, rape victims, enslaved, tourtured, lost, searching, hopeless, depressed, suicidal, lonely, neglected, addicted.
Counting my blessings makes my heart ache for those who so desperately need the very things I take for granted. So this thanksgiving as you thank God for all the blessings you have - big & small, luxuries & needs, overlooked & unappreciated - allow your mind to spend some time dwelling on those in your city and around the world that are in need. Pray for their hearts, their salvation, and their needs. And then go a step further and do something about it.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
A Call to Get Uncomfortable
Throughout this semester I have been reading through the book Radical by David Platt slowly but surely. It has challenged me to change the way I live, to live outside my comfort zone. It would be redundant to say that in some ways this is an uncomfortable idea to me, but as I read Platt's words and reflect on scripture there is something within me that yearns to fulfill this challenge, some part of me that desires that uncomfortable living. Kinda weird, I know. So the past few weeks I have been trying to work out all of this that is floating around in my mind & my heart. Then this morning as I'm driving I hear a song come on the radio. It seems like a good song, but unfortunately I park my car and have to get out to go to class before the song is over. So I store away a couple lines of the lyrics in my head and resolve to look the song up on the internet during my lunch break. These are the lyrics I found when I looked up the song, and they touched my heart in a powerful way.
In my own little world it hardly ever rains.
I've never gone hungry, always felt safe.
I got some money in my pockey, shoes on my feet in my own little world
Population: me.
I try to stay awake during Sunday morning church.
I throw a twenty in the plate, but I never give till it hurts.
And I turn off the news when I don't like what I see.
It's easy to do when it's population: me.
What if there's a bigger picture? What if I'm missing out?
What if there's a greater purpose I could be living right now outside my own little word?
Stopped at a red light, looked out my window.
I saw a cardboard sign
Said "Help this homeless widow",
And just above that sign was the face of a human.
I thought to myself, "God, what have I been doing?"
So I rolled down the window and I looked her in the eye.
Oh, how many times have I just passed her by?
I gave her some money then drove on through,
And my own little world reached population: two.
Father, break my heart for what breaks yours.
Give me open hands and open doors.
Put your light in my eyes, and let me see
That my own little world is not about me.
What if there's a bigger picture? What if I'm missing out?
What if there's a greater purpose I could be living right now?
I don't wanna miss what matters. I wanna be reaching out.
Show me the greater purpose so I can start living right now outside my own little world.
~My Own Little World by Matthew West
Let these words stink in even though it will be very uncomfortable. It is when our hearts are penetrated with the need of others and the compassion of Christ that we are moved to drastic action.
In my own little world it hardly ever rains.
I've never gone hungry, always felt safe.
I got some money in my pockey, shoes on my feet in my own little world
Population: me.
I try to stay awake during Sunday morning church.
I throw a twenty in the plate, but I never give till it hurts.
And I turn off the news when I don't like what I see.
It's easy to do when it's population: me.
What if there's a bigger picture? What if I'm missing out?
What if there's a greater purpose I could be living right now outside my own little word?
Stopped at a red light, looked out my window.
I saw a cardboard sign
Said "Help this homeless widow",
And just above that sign was the face of a human.
I thought to myself, "God, what have I been doing?"
So I rolled down the window and I looked her in the eye.
Oh, how many times have I just passed her by?
I gave her some money then drove on through,
And my own little world reached population: two.
Father, break my heart for what breaks yours.
Give me open hands and open doors.
Put your light in my eyes, and let me see
That my own little world is not about me.
What if there's a bigger picture? What if I'm missing out?
What if there's a greater purpose I could be living right now?
I don't wanna miss what matters. I wanna be reaching out.
Show me the greater purpose so I can start living right now outside my own little world.
~My Own Little World by Matthew West
Let these words stink in even though it will be very uncomfortable. It is when our hearts are penetrated with the need of others and the compassion of Christ that we are moved to drastic action.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
A heart to help the sick & share the Hope
I can hardly believe fall semester is already halfway over. Nursing school has been quite the whirlwind. I could say I've loved every minute of it, but the constant studying does get tiring after a while. Other than that, I have been absolutely ecstatic about all I have gotten to do and learn! Clinicals are challenging and exciting, full of new expreiences and trying to balance all my responsibilities as a nurse. I have gotten to put my knowledge into practice and aquire knowledge of things they don't teach you in class. The best part about it all is caring for the patients. Each week I try to convey Christ through my nursing care, nurturing love, and encouraging words. I thank the Lord each day for the blessing He has given me to intersect my life with the lives of my patients. Anxiety was high as I thought about my first clinical semester of nursing school, but God has been faithful to carry me through everything.
Inevitably when I get the chance to care for my patients, my heart longs for the day that I can care for the sick & dying of third world countries who have no one to treat them. They have no hospital, no clinic, no medical help. Instead, they lie in filth and dirt wasting away with no idea or means of what to do to ease the pain and stop the illness. The malnourished children, the AIDS victims, the pregnant & scared young girls, the poor lives infected with preventable & treatable diseases - all they need is someone to help them, to care for them, to teach them, to be by their side, to share hope, to show them a better life. That is what God has called me to, and my heart jumps with anticipation for the day I can finally fulfill that. I have been prayfully seeking out direction from God of where to serve this summer. It would be greatly appreciated if you would join me in asking the Lord to open up opportunities to serve the rural, third world population who desperately need medical care and, more importantly, desperately need to know the Lord.
Inevitably when I get the chance to care for my patients, my heart longs for the day that I can care for the sick & dying of third world countries who have no one to treat them. They have no hospital, no clinic, no medical help. Instead, they lie in filth and dirt wasting away with no idea or means of what to do to ease the pain and stop the illness. The malnourished children, the AIDS victims, the pregnant & scared young girls, the poor lives infected with preventable & treatable diseases - all they need is someone to help them, to care for them, to teach them, to be by their side, to share hope, to show them a better life. That is what God has called me to, and my heart jumps with anticipation for the day I can finally fulfill that. I have been prayfully seeking out direction from God of where to serve this summer. It would be greatly appreciated if you would join me in asking the Lord to open up opportunities to serve the rural, third world population who desperately need medical care and, more importantly, desperately need to know the Lord.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
When struggles come my way and temptations seem too much to bear...
There are many times that I have felt like my walk with the Lord is like a circle...or maybe a spiral. It just goes round and round passing the same points time after time just with a wider impact. Like when I grow stronger I fall harder, but it is always the same struggles and the same lessons. And to be completely honest, it gets frustrating.
Then there are other times when I have felt like my walk with the Lord is like a line, a wave even. It goes up and down, sometimes slowly, sometimes plummeting...like a nauseating rollercoaster. You get an adrenaline rush when your going up and then that funny feeling when you fall that makes your stomach float in mid-air for a few seconds before you begin to blackout and just want to vomit. There are times when it crescendos and then fades off.
But I have determined that my relationship with God can't be compared to a line, a wave, a spiral, a path, a mountain, an ocean, or any other symbolism. There is no sense in trying to think up an awe-inspiring imagery because it isn't like anything else in this world. The closest thing God can compare it to is marriage, but even that doesn't suffice because not only is He our Lover & Friend but also our Father, Judge, Creator, Sustainer, Savior, Protector, Provider, Healer. That relationship is always growing, changing. It is of such unique character that it can only be described moment to moment. At this moment I am at a loss for words to completely explain what the Lord is doing in me, but I will try my best to articulate it.
Even in the midst of struggle the Lord moves in amazing ways. I hate those times when I find myself struggling with things of the past - those things that you were sure you had gotten rid of and moved on from. But I am beginning to learn that as a human, I am never rid of temptation so my struggles of the past will never stay in the past. It is exhausting, and it ceratinly hurts to revisit places filled with guilt & pain. The difference now is I have found intimacy with Christ, I have seen the beauty of walking in His will, I have tasted the joy found in His abounding love & grace. I am a new creation. My strength is in Christ who has overcome the world. His truth I will cling to as this battle rages on. I used to wonder when the day will come that there will be peace, but as long as I am of human flesh this battle will continue until the day that I am reunited with my Savior.
I am more than a conqueror through Christ who loves me and gave His life for my redemption. Therefore, I will seek Him with unrelenting passion. Along the way I will learn humility, sacfrice, love, honesty, repentance, patience, joy, forgiveness, and be molded to look more & more like Jesus Christ each day.
Then there are other times when I have felt like my walk with the Lord is like a line, a wave even. It goes up and down, sometimes slowly, sometimes plummeting...like a nauseating rollercoaster. You get an adrenaline rush when your going up and then that funny feeling when you fall that makes your stomach float in mid-air for a few seconds before you begin to blackout and just want to vomit. There are times when it crescendos and then fades off.
But I have determined that my relationship with God can't be compared to a line, a wave, a spiral, a path, a mountain, an ocean, or any other symbolism. There is no sense in trying to think up an awe-inspiring imagery because it isn't like anything else in this world. The closest thing God can compare it to is marriage, but even that doesn't suffice because not only is He our Lover & Friend but also our Father, Judge, Creator, Sustainer, Savior, Protector, Provider, Healer. That relationship is always growing, changing. It is of such unique character that it can only be described moment to moment. At this moment I am at a loss for words to completely explain what the Lord is doing in me, but I will try my best to articulate it.
Even in the midst of struggle the Lord moves in amazing ways. I hate those times when I find myself struggling with things of the past - those things that you were sure you had gotten rid of and moved on from. But I am beginning to learn that as a human, I am never rid of temptation so my struggles of the past will never stay in the past. It is exhausting, and it ceratinly hurts to revisit places filled with guilt & pain. The difference now is I have found intimacy with Christ, I have seen the beauty of walking in His will, I have tasted the joy found in His abounding love & grace. I am a new creation. My strength is in Christ who has overcome the world. His truth I will cling to as this battle rages on. I used to wonder when the day will come that there will be peace, but as long as I am of human flesh this battle will continue until the day that I am reunited with my Savior.
I am more than a conqueror through Christ who loves me and gave His life for my redemption. Therefore, I will seek Him with unrelenting passion. Along the way I will learn humility, sacfrice, love, honesty, repentance, patience, joy, forgiveness, and be molded to look more & more like Jesus Christ each day.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
A struggle to find peace
One minute I’m doing great, I’m happy all day long, and then all of a sudden I’m hit with a tornado of feelings that all contradict each other yet like an overwhelming tidal wave they beat me down and try to drown me in hopelessness. “But it’s not hopeless” I cry out. The Lord is never far. His hand guides me through the darkest of days, for He will never leave or forsake me. The Lord is my Rock & my Redeemer. But this sudden, overwhelming flood of feelings leaves me confused. I don’t even know how to explain it – anger, resentment, jealousy, frustration, sadness, loss, betrayal, powerlessness, sorrow, exasperation, impatience. But at the same time I know that my joy is found in Christ alone, the One who is always faithful & never changing, and that gives me peace. That gives me hope.
But no matter how much I pray, I feel like those feelings are always waiting to spring up again and drag me down. I wish I could be inspirational and optimistic, but that just isn’t where I am right now. There’s a struggle within me to find an unwavering peace in the Lord.
But no matter how much I pray, I feel like those feelings are always waiting to spring up again and drag me down. I wish I could be inspirational and optimistic, but that just isn’t where I am right now. There’s a struggle within me to find an unwavering peace in the Lord.
Monday, August 2, 2010
My life from now on...
After my first day volunteering in the clinic I couldn't stop thinking about how much I enjoyed it. Getting the chance to care for people & their health when they are in need is a passion God has given me. As I sat by the fire that Sunday night reflecting on the day & all that had gone on in the clinic, I heard a still, small voice speak to me when I was least expecting it. "Kelsey, this is what I've called you to. I have made you to do this for all your life for the glory of My name. All else pales in comparison to the joy you will know serving my children in my name through my love." Suddenly it all seemed to make sense. My desire had become that of the Lord. With the passion He has instilled within me and the love He has given me, God was just waiting for me to understand what it is that He is calling me to. Nate Saint puts it best in the book Jungle Pilot when he says, "Have you noticed that when a man finds the will of the Lord for his life, there always seems to be an evident relationship between the talents or gifts or preparation the Lord has given him and the job the Lord has called him to do?...Now we rejoice in God's gracious care for our lives even before they were entirely His -- preparing us specifically & without any wasted motion for the job He had for us to do!" God gave me the desire to be a nurse & the passion to help people in a medical capacity long before I began to feel any leading toward mission work and certainly before I went to Peru and felt a specific call to overseas medical mission work for the rest of my life. Thinking of all that God is & all He has done, I am taken back in awe. Amazement is the only word I can think of to describe the overwhelming love that has grown in my heart for the Lord, multiplying faster than I can understand. In the light of His glory & grace, I feel so inadequate to be used by Him yet precious & treasured as a child of God who is blessed to be called upon to be used as an instrument sharing God's glory & grace with souls lost in darkness.
As I dwell on memories of Haiti & the love /god has given me for those people, I can't help but see a connection between that and the immeasurable joy I feel in helping to restore health to people. I felt an immense burden on my heart as God continued to speak to me more clearly than ever before. "I have given you the desire to heal people's bodies so that then through you they may also hear of me and I may heal their soul & restore them." Since that evening my mindset on life has changed, and I've seen God teaching me in preparation for the work He has in store for me.
I have always had dreams for my life -- many of those same dreams every other young person has of marriage, a quaint life in a nice house, kids, and a fulfilling job. But God has changed my dreams. He has given me a passionate desire to live a radical life sold out to God. And I can't live a radical life with the same traditional life & dreams as the rest of America. A fulfilling job is nice, but it means nothing if the rest of your life is confortable & self-centered. You can give your 2 cents of meaningful humanitarian work for others and then return home to all the comforts & conveniences you could ever need. You can live most hours of your life indulging yourself while occazzionally volunteering at soup kitchens & clothes closets, VBS & children's ministry, write a check for you rmonthly giving & occassionally give to a mission trip.
A fulfilling life means living out an uncomfortable life of servanthood that the Lord has called us to. A fulfilling life means not separating youself from those in need so you can choose when to acknowledge poverty & desperate need, but it means living among poverty in the midst of desperate need so that all of life is spent fulfilling Christ's purpose to feed the hungry, help the ppor, clothe the naked, and care for the sick but ultimately to love the unloved, to love the least of these, and to share with them a hope greater than anything this world has to offer. I have finally claimed God as my only joy & grasped what that truly mean. God gives me joy inloving those who don't know the unconditional love of my Heavenly Father. He gives me joy in using my gifts to meet the needs of others and showing them the One who meets all their needs, even the ones they may not be aware of. That joy is greater than any I've ever known. That is an eternal joy.
My life is in God's hands to be used in bringing glory to His name. I will live it radically sold out to Him following wherever He leads serving others & proclaiming His name among the nations. I will not have the quaint country home, kids who grow up with most everything they want, and plenty of money to spend of frivilous things. I may not even have a husband. No, I have forsaken the dreams of this world for the one desire of my heart -- my Lord Jesus Christ. I will live as a servant, not knowing now what exactly that will look like but excited to find out in God's timing. It may very well be a life of physical discomfort surrounded by third world poverty, rampant disease, malnutrition, Voodoo, witch doctors, and spiritual warfare. But it will be a life lived every day, every hour, every moment for God filled with the joy of counting others as higher than myself. And though it will not be glamorous, though I may have nothing, in Christ I have found everything. That is all I could ever want. So here I am, Lord. Take me. Use me. Send me.
As I dwell on memories of Haiti & the love /god has given me for those people, I can't help but see a connection between that and the immeasurable joy I feel in helping to restore health to people. I felt an immense burden on my heart as God continued to speak to me more clearly than ever before. "I have given you the desire to heal people's bodies so that then through you they may also hear of me and I may heal their soul & restore them." Since that evening my mindset on life has changed, and I've seen God teaching me in preparation for the work He has in store for me.
I have always had dreams for my life -- many of those same dreams every other young person has of marriage, a quaint life in a nice house, kids, and a fulfilling job. But God has changed my dreams. He has given me a passionate desire to live a radical life sold out to God. And I can't live a radical life with the same traditional life & dreams as the rest of America. A fulfilling job is nice, but it means nothing if the rest of your life is confortable & self-centered. You can give your 2 cents of meaningful humanitarian work for others and then return home to all the comforts & conveniences you could ever need. You can live most hours of your life indulging yourself while occazzionally volunteering at soup kitchens & clothes closets, VBS & children's ministry, write a check for you rmonthly giving & occassionally give to a mission trip.
A fulfilling life means living out an uncomfortable life of servanthood that the Lord has called us to. A fulfilling life means not separating youself from those in need so you can choose when to acknowledge poverty & desperate need, but it means living among poverty in the midst of desperate need so that all of life is spent fulfilling Christ's purpose to feed the hungry, help the ppor, clothe the naked, and care for the sick but ultimately to love the unloved, to love the least of these, and to share with them a hope greater than anything this world has to offer. I have finally claimed God as my only joy & grasped what that truly mean. God gives me joy inloving those who don't know the unconditional love of my Heavenly Father. He gives me joy in using my gifts to meet the needs of others and showing them the One who meets all their needs, even the ones they may not be aware of. That joy is greater than any I've ever known. That is an eternal joy.
My life is in God's hands to be used in bringing glory to His name. I will live it radically sold out to Him following wherever He leads serving others & proclaiming His name among the nations. I will not have the quaint country home, kids who grow up with most everything they want, and plenty of money to spend of frivilous things. I may not even have a husband. No, I have forsaken the dreams of this world for the one desire of my heart -- my Lord Jesus Christ. I will live as a servant, not knowing now what exactly that will look like but excited to find out in God's timing. It may very well be a life of physical discomfort surrounded by third world poverty, rampant disease, malnutrition, Voodoo, witch doctors, and spiritual warfare. But it will be a life lived every day, every hour, every moment for God filled with the joy of counting others as higher than myself. And though it will not be glamorous, though I may have nothing, in Christ I have found everything. That is all I could ever want. So here I am, Lord. Take me. Use me. Send me.
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