Lately
I have noticed that the "last week jitters" have been
kicking in. I have been in SE Asia 2.5 months and with five more days to go I can feel myself almost itching to go home. Let me just say I
love Cambodia, and I loved Thailand and the feelings I have had do
not reflect the team or any ministries we have done for that matter.
I think we can all understand what it means to be homesick, and
that's just what I am. I miss the tranquility of the Norwegian
countryside and being able to hear myself think. I miss my friends
and the fellowship I so easily take for granted.
However,
this is not a post to throw myself a pity party or talk about my top
ten reasons to complain. It's quite the opposite. I am determined
that for some reason God wanted us to be in Cambodia 6.5 weeks and
not 5. There is a reason we are still here and I don't want my
feelings to stand in my way or miss what is right in front of my
face. I don't want to miss the purpose of the next 120 hours. God
does not need three more weeks to move tremendously, change lives, or
grow our hearts. He can take all the time in the world, but give Him
five minutes, let alone five days and He can flip your world upside
down.
So
ready or not, I want to give it my all, I want to pour out my heart,
live fearlessly and step out boldly for the Glory of God! He has
entrusted me with this time in Cambodia to share His love for the
Khmer people, how can I not want to do my very best until I step foot
off the plane in Oslo, and then beyond that. Because He is worth it,
and He has called us to do it. We are called to love our neighbors as
ourselves, to think of others more highly than ourselves, to preach
the gospel, and to live like Christ. Not only on an outreach but
every single day.
I
received a greater revelation this morning as I talked to one of my
“adoptive grandma's”. She told me “Either I can wake up
and be a grouch over the things I cannot change or I can wake up and
say Thank you Lord! This is going to be the best day ever!” I
want to live like that. Life is so much fuller when we take
it one day at a time, and realize how each day, every single breath
is an incredible gift from God. I truly believe that each morning, if
we take time to have revelation of how much we are loved by God, how
blessed we are, and how we really owe it all to Jesus, our lives
would be totally transformed.
What
I am not saying is that we have to be “Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!”
24/7 with a huge grin on our face. That is not realistic, we all go
through valley's and that is okay. But, I also think that
if we choose to walk in the joy of the Lord, count our blessings, and
allow our perspective to be constantly in a place of gratitude
towards Jesus, then amidst the storm, our hearts will be steadfast
and our emotions won't change like the tide. When we choose each
morning to live that day like it is our last- and no, I don't mean
#yolo- but seizing every opportunity the Lord puts in front of us,
loving those around us, and finding joy in the little things, it will
be a lot easier to keep that perspective when difficulties arise.
I
want to make a choice to not let my circumstances or my feelings
dictate my attitude, but to always look on the bright side of
life. It's not worth crying over spilled milk, or getting upset
over the situations that are unchangeable. When our hearts are in a
place of total surrender and longing to honor Jesus and trying to
live a life like Him, there is so much grace. He see's when we try,
when we are open and have a willingness to live out what we learn. He
will so faithfully give us the strength for each new day and the
patience to endure the hard.
So
here I am, missing home, temperatures under 70 degrees, and still I
have five days. Five days to survive or five days to seize.
As
the Roman poet, Horace, said “Carpe Diem”, Seize the day. And
so I will, Determined to make these last days some of the best, not
because I have to, but because life is more fun with joy in your
heart and a smile on your face :)
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