We all have a purpose in life. Yes, it’s a single, clearly defined purpose fit to us as unique individuals. However, it manifests itself in different ways in each season of our lives.
For example, I would say that my one true purpose is to rejoice. I live to worship God. By this I mean to express joy in everything and in every situation allowing that joy to not only be a light to others, but a thankful expression of how amazing God is. I’d say that my purpose is to declare the unconditional, unimaginable, incredible love that I believe God has for every one of us.
This has looked so different in various seasons:
As a teenager, it looked like learning to play musical instruments, write songs and paint. Through creativity I expressed joy.
In 2017, I found that by training to run, I was honouring God for strengthening my body and committing to giving 100% effort to use that body.
Last year, rejoicing looked like dancing crazily with children who experience abuse at home or struggle to focus in school. It was watching a lady smile as she tried on her first ever pair of glasses.
Recently, expressing joy has looked like fighting battles. Sacrificing so much time to studies and persevering through moments of crippling anxiety has had such purpose because I have learnt what it is to be thankful and sing in the midst of a storm. I have spent a year prioritising community living in a wonderful flat and my purpose to express the love and light of God motivated me to cook them dinner, be radically generous, pray for them throughout the year and just spend time doing life together.
‘I don’t feel like I have a purpose’
It can be so easy to worry that our lives don’t have a purpose. Often we only see the purpose when we look back. I know I also find that I grieve the last season thinking, ‘I had so much purpose,’ or, ‘I never get chance to do that anymore.’ But I have to trust that I still have the same purpose – it just looks different!
In fact, this year the phrase, “I will put a new song in your heart” has been on my mind. It speaks hope to me and it also excites me – my life will change and look different but in it I can always find something to sing about because God is all good and all loving! Dreams keep coming true, strength increases when times are hard and I can laugh at the days to come because at the end of the day, whatever the future holds, I know that I will still be me. And me, is all that I ever have to be!
Moulded for a specific purpose
In the bible, it talks about how God is a potter. He takes a lump of clay and he moulds it into something. Some lumps he will mould into common, practical dinner plates whilst others he may mould into beautiful display vases. It also affirms that God is a completely fair God and highlights that our purpose in life is to display God’s power in us. We may be an incredible noble-peace-prize winner, or maybe we will just be the local (incredibly important) caretaker.
We all have different skills, passions, personalities… These were all predestined and created in us. These things show God’s power of creating! You are a unique, beautifully crafted person and your purpose is to express that to the full. For now, that may look like studying and training an intelligent brain. In the future perhaps it’s to travel and become so thankful for this awesome world set before us. One day it could simply just be raising a child to know that they are loved and valued, or practising a sport.
“Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.” 1 Corinthians 10:31
You are a beautiful, worthy human being and your life has so much purpose! Your mind, emotions and dreams are all so intricately detailed. Every single season of your life has a purpose.
Start believing it. Start living it.
If Jesus was God and about to leave the world, surely He would depart with a huge speech or teaching. If you are about to leave your friends forever wouldn’t you enjoy a huge feast and celebrate all the memories?
Jesus knew that a cruel murder awaited him. He sits down with the twelve disciples for one last meal. These men are his brothers – He loved them until the end.
Yet in the last moments, there is no big speech. He doesn’t leave them with a good memory, a blessing or one last sermon. Jesus doesn’t expect anyone to thank him for all the miracles and the teaching, nor does He wait for everyone to worship him.
Instead Jesus takes off the clothes that He is wearing. Dressed in nothing but a towel this man gets up from the table…
Honour and shame culture comes into play here. Interestingly, there is a huge amount of pride in appearance in the honour and shame world; if you look smart, you are honourable. It is incredibly shameful to be seen wearing your working clothes out of context.
This story reminds me of our house helper in Guinea. There too, honour and shame culture determines the way of life. It was custom for our Nene to walk to our house dressed in her finest clothes. Only once she arrived and the gates of the compound closed would she change into clothes worthy of dirty housework.
In the same way, we see Jesus physically step out of his dinner clothes and put on the scrubs of a servant. He culturally emphasises that He is ready to serve. God takes on the appearance of a houseworker. This requires so much humility.
Jesus then starts to wash his disciples’ feet.
In many hot arid climates, dust sits everywhere. It gets in your shoes, on your clothes and even in your ears. Orange clay coats the whole house which must be cleaned daily. The journey to this meal will definitely have resulted in orange, filthy, smelly feet.
Just imagine it:
Jesus hauls a heavy water jar. He uses all his strength to pour out some of this water into a basin. Then, bending his knees, He picks up the weighty basin and carries it to the first of his friends. Setting it down, this teacher begins to scrub at the orange, thick dust. A clay-like coating clings to Jesus’ hands as He carefully cleanses. Taking the foot, He dries it on the towel that He is wearing, inevitably wiping away the remaining residue.
With a towel stained orange and damp, He picks up the basin and moves along to the next.
There is just so much love in this. I remember daily cleaning my feet in Guinea. Each night before bed I would begin the ritual cleansing in order to be clean and ready for rest. This dirty chore was a symbol of arriving home and preparing to stay put for a little while.
“Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you should also wash one another’s feet.”
Jesus was a teacher. He clearly taught us to act no greater than anyone else. Leaving earth, Jesus’ final lesson was no rulebook. The truth He left behind was this: Blessed is the one who washes another person’s feet for no master is greater than his servant.
Jesus came to serve us. This Lord is one who lifts weights, takes our dirt and carries it upon himself. He welcomes us into a clean, warm home where we can stay put forever. Blessed is Jesus for his compassion and mercy.
Blessed are those who say yes to this free gift of love. Then, out of this love, blessed are those who live out such an example of humility, revealing the love of Jesus to others.
‘What the heck?!’ seems to be my calling motto these days…
God is really calling me to step up.
My heart is so convicted to love Jesus with all that I have, and then to love Him more. There is this song in my heart that just utterly craves to glorify Jesus and praise him because He is the most worthy in the whole wide world. He is my Lord and He is the true King of Kings.
Moving to Bath, I had this drive to be independent and to live a Jesus centred life. So quickly, I found myself planted in a loving church family and I began to make brilliant friends. However I never could imagine what I saw around me…
Within weeks I had flatmates spilling their deepest insecurities, course friends calling in the middle of family crises, people in need of a parental love during the unwavering anxiety that comes with leaving home for the first time. In all of this I felt completely out of my depth yet something inside of me just kept striving to be there.
I felt the injustice. I struggled with the same anxiety. I even felt homesick even though living 6 hours away for 11 weeks was nothing compared to 6 months on another continent. It was so hard to make sense of all of this and I just kept running to God and asking, “what the heck are you doing here, and how do you want me to help?!”
What the heck?!
I still don’t really know what I’ve done but I know what I feel.
Joining such a brilliant church has been a great foundation. I’ve journeyed in really getting to grips with how much God loves me. I found myself readdressing my idea of “serving to earn God’s love,” realising that actually there is nothing I can do to make God love me any more. Church members have taken me in and shown me such deep parental love, reflecting how great God’s love is for me!
It’s through this that God reassured me with his love that compels me to be there for those around me. He has called me to be a light in the darkness.
It’s been really tough and I don’t have the slightest clue what I’m doing. There has been no clear “do this” or “do that.”
Jack of All Trades
To be honest, back in October I would have called myself a ‘Jack of all trades.’ Seriously, what else could I say? I have way too many hobbies and interests to ever condense into a sentence and this made navigating university so difficult. How could I join 500 societies, do 3 sports, create music, blog, make art, socialise, serve in church…
I felt such a pressure to find my feet and work out exactly who I was meant to be; I was dabbling in little bits of everything and didn’t feel very good at any one thing. Simply, a jack of all trades. I stopped saying yes to things out of fear of failing, or not having enough time.
God really convicted me about this. As time went on, He began to speak to me about being vulnerable. I was really struggling, trying to be Jesus in the dark situations of those around me whilst also trying to work out what exactly I was meant to be…
Exploring the part I play in my new church is important to me because it has been a place where I fully feel at home. It’s sort of been a refuge from the mission field that I call my campus-flat. I decided to ask for guidance and through some prayer and 1 to 1’s things, started to really come together.
The Swiss Army Knife
By no means am I a jack of all trades. That is such a huge, fat lie! I have way too many interests and talents but that is no random mistake. I was created by a loving father who has chosen the gifts so intricately and has purpose for me in all things.
Now, I see myself as a Swiss army knife: there are so many different tools that can be pulled out and used. Some are used more often than others and there’s always those few, weird looking tools that we all think, “what the heck is that for?!” It would be really useful if they had a name and instruction printed on them don’t you think?!
Anyway, the thing is that God made me to be so diverse and that I shouldn’t be folding all of my gifts up and in on themselves. Yet simultaneously, I shouldn’t put pressure on myself to use them all or know what to say yes / no too. I am the Swiss army knife, but he is the one who will use me and pull out all of the right tools at the right time.
Looking back, in the moment I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, how I was helping or what God’s purposes were. But, I can see that even in my feelings of inadequacy and my shear moments of crippling anxiety last term, He brought hope to so many. I didn’t understand what He was doing then but now I see how God has started to change lives.
What the heck am I doing now?
I still don’t really know what I’m doing half of the time. God has really been speaking to me about stepping up in my new church into some kind of leadership… What?!!!!! Whilst Tim (our vicar) won’t let me forget this calling, I really don’t understand what exactly I’m meant to be doing. I can’t picture what this ‘leadership’ looks like. Nor do I feel like I’m really good enough.
But, I do know that my heart feels so incredibly convicted to give God my everything.
God really wants to put a new song in my heart. He really cares for me and I believe that he really has plans for me. I don’t know what this looks like but I want the radical obedience to say yes to him. Recently I’ve even felt this strong urge to actually stay in Bath over Summer and make this my home – no idea why! I’m still carefully thinking about the latter and not even sure I’ll have a place to live but I’m so eager to see how God directs me to live out his plans.
Mostly, I just find myself falling in love with Jesus every single day. His grace is unfailing. His mercies are new every day. He is my one true love and I want to share this hope to all of those around me.
Keep loving him, and being obedient in your current situations. What are you learning in this season?
Imagine if you could just eat a slice of bread and be instantly energised, happy, and fit. Wouldn’t that be amazing? We would do away with stress eating and comfort eating and be completely satisfied…
Just About Managing to Feed Myself
Honestly, I don’t know how I get through a day without falling apart. Perhaps it sounds a little dramatic, but I’m just so aware of my vulnerability. Each day I run at a bunch of goals, encounter a range of people, stress myself out over one anxiety or another, run to some sort of social and just about manage to feed myself.
Okay, there are a million joys too but we are all human. There’s always a few struggles. Some days are more hectic than others, but I’m sure you can relate; we all just about manage…
We have a huge material need and most of what we do is determined by this: what we eat, where we work, the hours we sleep, what we spend money on…
We get caught up in all of this and sometimes we can’t help but feel inadequate – because we are. This inadequacy isn’t just related to material needs either. We also fail at being emotionally happy and physically well.
Something Deeper than Material Need
“I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. But as I told you, you have seen me and still you do not believe. All those the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never drive away.” John 6:35-37
Jesus had just fed the 5,000 with five small loaves and two fish when He said this. The miracle was incredible and after everyone ate and was satisfied, twelve basketfuls of leftovers were collected! As you would imagine, the crowds were amazed and followed Jesus to where He went next.
However Jesus wanted the crowds to realise something that goes beyond the material realm. Jesus actually rebuked the crowd for following him because they were just seeking another material provision. He challenged the crowds to look for something much deeper – a ‘bread’ that provides for emotional, physical and spiritual needs. This ‘bread of life’ would grant eternal life and the one requirement was that they simply believed in Jesus as the Son of God.
Bread Falling From the Sky…
In the Jewish scriptures, there is a story about a prophet, Moses who leads God’s chosen people through the wilderness to the promised land. In this wilderness, God chose to provide for their needs by causing ‘manna’ to rain down from the sky. This manna was simply bread – yes, bread falling from the sky! It was enough to sustain them for another day walking through the wilderness. It reminded them of the promised land to come…
When Jesus came to earth, He used this as an example. Relating to this story, He taught the people about how God, the living Father, had sent him from heaven, to come to earth as the ‘bread of heaven.’ But the difference is that Jesus was more than a material provision that could only fill the stomach. Jesus came to welcome God’s beloved children into his arms, to sacrifice himself in order that we may be reconciled to him. In sending his son, God promised to never drive us away and to be our hope of a promised land to come.
Ultimately, Jesus came to give us eternal life!
His Arms Are Wide Open
When I read about this ‘bread of life’ in John 6, I just can’t stop picturing Jesus with his arms wide open! He asks us to come to him and rest in him! He can’t force us and this is why we must believe that from him come all good things – we must believe that He is God.
“Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise them up on the last day. For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me and I in them. Just as the living Father sent me and I live because of the Father, so the one who feeds on me will live because of me.” John 6:54-57
As christians we choose to live in Jesus – we choose to ‘remain’ in him. Jesus can provide all that we need in the material, emotional, physical and spiritual sense! We come to Jesus and find strength, dignity, love, value, purpose and the promise of treasure in heaven.
However that doesn’t mean that life is perfect. Often, to be honest, life is a mess.
So how can this all be true? How can we eat the ‘bread of life?’ Is it even real?
What on Earth does this Mean?
The thing is that Jesus himself, as the ‘bread of life,’ gave himself to be sacrificed on the cross. Jesus was God, embodied in a human form. He lived out God’s kingdom values of love, righteousness, peace… Because of this controversial way of living, He was rejected and despised. Jesus was killed on a cross. He suffered the worst death possible and his ‘blood’ is a symbol of this suffering.
When we talk about drinking Jesus’ blood, we are talking about the sufferings we face. When we find ourselves struggling, we can run to Jesus because He knows exactly what it is like. In him we find comfort, and He promises to strengthen us and not allow us to fall.
Despite our circumstances we can trust that He is good, He will strengthen us to face all things, and that we have God on our side; all that we need each day will be provided.
When we talk about ‘flesh.’ We are talking about what Jesus looks like in human form. We put our trust in Jesus and we try our best to live like He did. As we live like him, our relationships, our values, our desires change for the better.
I Flipping Need Jesus!
Lately, I have to truly rely on Jesus to be all that I need. I daily have to ask Jesus to provide all that I need – not just physically! Living out love, grace, truth, humility, righteousness is never easy in the simplest of circumstances, never mind when you’re having a tough time!
Without Jesus, I cannot cope.
I find myself daily needing to be strengthened in him, to be reminded that my life has purpose, and to be rooted and established in the love He has for me. It is so easy to look to friendships, relationships, material possessions, and educational success to affirm yourself.
But actually, we can only truly be satisfied in Jesus’ rich love for us.
Jesus has his arms wide open and all we need to do is believe that He can satisfy all our needs. He loves you so incredibly and He cares for you so, so deeply! Will you let him give you all that you could ever need?
Purpose is everything and one of my greatest life mottos was to run every step of the race with purpose. I’m not just talking stepping with meaning, but actively living.
I believe that I was created by a loving God who cares for me and desires me to live for him. As a runner, I know that God created me to run fast and use that to glorify him. I love running!
However, what happens when suddenly you can’t run anymore? How can you run purposefully when you’re faced with the possibility of never running again?
In August I was hit with injury. My training hit a level where I just wasn’t improving or getting faster. I would wake up in pain and go to sleep in pain. When I ran, I felt guilty for potentially making it worse, yet when I rested, I felt rubbish in myself. Reaching out for help felt scary and facing the prospect of never running again was something I just wanted to avoid…
6 weeks later, having been diagnosed with the issue and working hard on physio, I was still having pain. Whilst I’d taken up cycling and swimming, I had fully given up on running.
Three weeks ago I moved to university and the pain was getting worse, not better. Within the first few weeks I found myself at church asking for prayer. I was prayed for twice. The first time, the pain got a little bit better but days later started to get worse again. No result.
Later that week, I went to an evening meeting and the lady who prayed for me asked me how I was. Reluctantly I agreed to let her husband pray for me, although at this point I was pretty skeptical.
However, as Peter prayed over me, he started to speak truth. He spoke about how he believed that God had made me to run and that he wanted to bless me as I ran for him. God was not finished. Why was I giving up? By giving up I was giving this pain the authority to be there when Jesus had put that to death on a cross.
Another weird experience of having oil put on my head later…
The pain is pretty much gone. Whilst I still get the odd achey leg that comes from general use and exercise, the pain in my knees has gone! I’ve joined an athletics club, been training and even done a park run. How incredible is this?
Now, when I run, I am reminded of his faithfulness! For me, running has become a form of worship in which I glorify God. For he has blessed me so richly. In a time when I wanted to give up, Jesus pursued me.
Can we all just take a moment to appreciate how good God is?! I’ve been praying for my leg for months. It wasn’t healed straight way in a swooping miraculous situation. Rather, as I trusted God and waited on him, he gradually turned the bad into good.
I still have a recovery ahead, but the progress has been crazy good! And in all of this, I can only glorify God!
It’s often difficult to persevere – always loving, always caring and always putting others first. This is something I’ve been learning about lately.
Aunty Rachel has taught me many things. Yet the greatest of these lessons has not come from words or teaching. It is modelled daily in her household…
Life as a mum of two boys is chaotic. There are mouths to constantly feed, activities to work around and a million other material needs to cover. Two parents, two children – yet not at all easy!
Add an autistic teenager to this mix and it suddenly becomes even more of a balancing act. Autism is fairly common yet unpredictable. Autistic people are so worthy and have every right to be who they are and embrace it. I know Aunty Rachel would never have Matthew be any other way!
However, alongside many joys, caring for a teenager has it’s tribulations. There are sleepless nights, long hours, sudden outbursts, slow mornings… you just never know! Understanding this is difficult – even when you live with it every single day.
Persevere like Paul
I have been reading about Paul’s sufferings. He writes to the Corinthians about awaiting a new eternal body in heaven, hoping in a glorious inheritance and dying to Christ. Paul was a highly persecuted christian and constantly taught the Corinthians about the reality of christianity…
We believe in a sincere God of sincere love who sent his Son to die. Have we realised the gravity of this? His hands were pierced with nails and his body hung on a cross. Dramatic trauma was caused to the lungs and respiratory system. He suffered enourmous pain until eventually, He gave up his spirit.
This trauma should compel something inside of you to do something! You should feel atrocity. Paul describes this emotion as, “dying to Christ,” and serving him no matter the cost is the product of this.
What does it look like?
Paul models what it is to die to Jesus: he discusses his pain, times of imporsionment and sleepless nights. They were times that demanded patience and understanding. There were beatings, sufferings and losses. He was treated like a foreigner. Paul lost everything he had.
Yet Paul endured because he knew that his sufferings were nothing compared to what Jesus experienced. Compared to the glorious inheritance that we will receive, the pain amounts to almost nil!
When I read Paul’s examples of endurance, I am reminded of Aunty Rachel. She endures sleepless nights, rejoices over her tiredness (or pain) and always understands. She models sincere love, is patient and is kind. Relying on the Holy Spirit, Rachel uses truth and righteousness as her weapons!
Like Paul, Rachel knows of the glory to be received in moments of dishonour. Perhaps she is unknown to the world, but she is known to her God. Sharing all she has, she awaits heavenly riches.
For Rachel is saved. Good works aren’t done to be saved, but because we are saved.
Aunty Rachel inspires me to persevere in loving others whilst living whole-heartedly for righteousness. I am learning to pursue biblical values whilst having the understanding and patience for others to realise these same values. It is time to store up treasure in heaven!
I love you Aunty Rachel for you always trust, always serve and always love!
The other day we were asked a challenging question, which lead to a community culture conversation: What was most responsible for the growth that you experienced overseas in Guinea?
We had never thought about defining an overruling factor before. Of course, there have been umpteen challenges, growth points and stretching factors that we regularly highlight. But which had the most impact?
We found ourselves having a conversation as a team in front of our church audience that night, evaluating this question. The result? In a fashion, we each found ourselves approaching each other and naming one another responsible for our growth.
When we boarded an aeroplane in October, our families’ expectations were that we were flying the nest and becoming independent. Our western culture models independence as the ideal lifestyle, forgetting community culture. Yet little did we know that as we held hands on take off, prayed for a safe flight and left all things comfortable, we were about to become the most dependent we had ever been…
We depend on the body of Christ. Alone, we could not and would not have navigated a new culture, a wave of hardships and incredible joy. It was impossible. We left our familiarity but held onto each other, strengthening one another and running at God together in all that we did. We ate together, prayed together, worked together, read books together, studied God’s word together, worshipped together, lived under the same roof… One of our team values was “laugh together, cry together.”
Depending on each other was crucial.
Speaking of a new culture, the greatest change was switching from, “me,” to, “we.” In fact, when we claim to speak French, we can actually only conjugate the “nous” form! We never used, “I,” or “she,” throughout our six months. In Guinea you just don’t speak individually. Everything is about community. The things you do affect whole neighbourhoods and what you speak, you speak on behalf of your family or tribe. Community culture is quite literally the opposite of British lifestyle, where everyone thinks for themselves and actions don’t affect others.
The craziest thing is that we never questioned this. Somehow, we automatically switched into the community culture and it felt natural.
When we apply this to faith we see something greater. The Guinean church will never talk about, “my faith,” or say, “this is what I believe,” as we do in the west. Instead the church will always talk about, “our faith,” proclaiming, “this is what we believe!” Faith is not an individual belief or opinion. No, it’s a system of hearts coming together, abandoning certain individual values that misalign and pursuing the values and beliefs that Christ set, together.
This is the body of Christ that Apostle Paul talks about in the bible. This is a body of people from different backgrounds and tribes, coming together, to journey onwards. Prayer in Guinea is not individual either, but collective. Christians meet regularly (if not daily) to pray together and build one another up. They have not yet achieved the goal. At times tribal culture may cause disagreements but as a community they uplift this to God and make one kingdom decision together. In times of trouble, the body of Christ come alongside each other and depend upon one another for strength. Perhaps neither knows the answer but living alongside each other, they can try to move onwards as one.
Imagine if this was the vision of the western church today. Imagine if we lived together in a community culture – what would that look like? Would it be open doors, shared houses, a redefinition of the word, “family?” Perhaps we would scrap the “this is what I believe,” statements and move towards, “this is what the bible says we should believe and so let’s pursue it together.”
As a team this is something we are exploring together and are passionate about. Whilst we do not yet know the answers, we are eager to journey together and wait upon God to see just how and where He will use us to build his kingdom in this way. We don’t believe that there is space in the kingdom of heaven for lonely individuals or huge theological disagreements. In our advancing individualistic nation, it’s devastating to see division over what certain parts of the bible mean or how a church should “do church.”
For the church is not a group of individuals using the same theology to live their own lives. The church is a body of people who come together, believe in one God, lay down their own lives and move forwards together, as one multitude of kingdom builders. A body who hear the truth and share it. A community culture.
Lately the question has been, “how was your trip?” As if I can summarise six months of my life in a sentence. Of course this is not something that I hold against people, for how could they possibly understand what it’s like to spend so much time in another culture? Besides, I love it when people ask me about my time overseas!
However, one thing I can share today is a testimony as to how mighty prayer can be. Not only have I seen miracles but I’ve developed strong prayer foundations that I am sure will carry me through the future.
Imagine having no water
Our biggest struggle as a team was water. After two weeks of living abroad, our water supply completely cut off and was pretty much finished for the six months. You can probably imagine how difficult this proves to be – ever had no hot water? You are frantically boiling kettles to fills baths. Now imagine no water at all.
We didn’t have a well. We had no tap water. What we did have was a ration of “bidons” (10 litre jerry cans) to last us for however long it was needed. This obviously wasn’t a long term solution and we were unable to refill the bidons ourselves. Worrying about this was incredibly stressful.
However in all situations, we turned to God in prayer not just wishing but anticipating that God will provide what we ask for in his will. After about four weeks of praying daily, our siesta was interrupted by a loud gushing sound… On inspection we discovered that our water tank was overflowing with water! This was such an unexpected miracle! Those one thousand litres lasted us just over a month.
Prayer is a Powerful Weapon
God didn’t just answer with a short term relief miracle but as the tank began to run dry again, he provided a long term solution. A local offered to bring us water from his well whenever we needed it and so faithfully, he brought 30 litres every single day in return for fuel.
And so as I have committed to praying (not just once but every single day) and trusting in God, I have learnt that God really does answer prayer. In the past six months I have witnessed God move incredibly: healing from illnesses; bringing an end to in-country strikes; protecting our house at night; providing results in our teaching; speaking to my heart…
13 You can ask for anything in my name, and I will do it, so that the Son can bring glory to the Father. 14 Yes, ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it! John 14:13-14(NLT)
As a result, I challenge you: commit to praying for something every single day and believe that it will be given. Be patient and anticipate the outcome – if it pleases God, he will answer!
What are you going to pray for? Have you ever prayed to God before? Try it!
Do you ever feel like you’re not fully conscious? As if you’re living the longest dream, blinking, about to wake up and return to reality?
Everything at the moment seems incredibly surreal. I leave home in under 2 weeks to start a gap year with BMS World Mission. I have always known that I would do this however now that it’s happening, it looks and feels so different to what I had imagined a couple of years ago.
First of all, I’m going to live in Africa for 6 months – one of the poorest places in the world! It’s going to be such an adventure. But the closer I get, the more I have to come to terms with things, and the more I have to give up: family, friends, diet, communication, reliable electricity, toiletries, clothes, money, a years worth of appointments and dreams… Even the freedom to walk or run alone!
I am quite literally laying my everything down right now! I am surrendering so much to God – so many things that I have never surrendered to God. Yet I am fully confident that it will be worth it. He will protect me and give me joy!
Already I have built strong friendships with the others on my team. Already so many unexpected donations have come through. Already so much equipment has been sourced.
Most of all, I know now that I am about to step into the unknown: a new country; a new culture; a new world of political background; an unknown landscape. There are almost no photographs to look at, very few travel reviews and I don’t even know the exact location of my accommodation yet. I have absolutely no control over anything! Am I willing to accept that?
God wants me to take my biggest leap of faith yet. Literally! I know for sure that I want to say yes – to let go of all control is to allow God to show me that he really is in control of everything. Only one thing remains – God’s compassion.
BMS World Mission are an excellent organisation and they look after their workers so well. I know that God will be my protector and that this next year will bring the adventure of a life-time as I learn to rely on the one true God, whilst helping others at the same time.
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we can ask or imagine. He will keep me safe. He will go with me and He will allow me to have joy as I adventure further than I’ve ever been before!
Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the Lord with all of your heart and lean not on your own understanding.
Galatians 3:9 so those who rely on faith are blessed along with Abraham, the man of faith.