There are so many things I’m learning here, and none really seem to be about what I thought I was here for. Win souls, make disciples, change a nation. Nope. God has His eye, and His finger, on me.
Peace. Rest. Chill. These are the words I hear over and over from God and my friends, regardless of the agenda for the day, or the lesson being taught. Why am I here? I ask God. He says, rest. And I say, Are you crazy?! You sent me here to do a job, to win some for the Kingdom! I have so much to do! I have to meet people, I have to know how to tell them about You, I have to lead a prayer meeting, I have to, I have to, I have to, I, I, I. Hmmmm…
So the other day me and my roomie, Xena, were out on campus. We were there with the rest of our group, Atlas, Enoch, and Dublin. We were prayer walking, asking God to give us many friends on campus. At this point, we had very few. We walked around for a while, and then Atlas started talking to a friend he’d known for a couple years. He was setting up drums near the cafeteria. We decided to walk around a little more and then come back. (Keep in mind that that morning, I had really decided to give this task to God. I started to trust Him with the whole thing, instead of depending on myself to make friends). So when we walked back to the cafeteria, there was a duo playing guitar and drums. They asked us to play! Me and Dublin said sure, and we ended up playing the worship song, ‘Let it Rain,’ over the campus. That and another spontaneous tune.
And thats not all, friends. After we were done, me and Xena met two friends that we’ve been in contact with over the last couple weeks. Not only did we get to effect the atmosphere of our campus with prayer and worship, we also made some new friends! God is good!
I guess the point to this story is that God really does do the work. He set up the opportunities, and the connections. He orchestrated everything, without me having to break a sweat! (Well, figuratively speaking. It was super hot that day ).
I think that through all this God is teaching me to trust Him more. With everything. With the mission, with the work, and with me. That last one is the most difficult, of course. He has already taken me through so much personal healing here, and growth, that I don’t think I’ll be the same person come May!
So I will continue to focus on, and practice rest. And stepping aside to let God do the work. As I told a fellow worker, that way ‘He gets all the credit, and I get all His love.’ It’s a work in progress, but it certainly is worth it.