Two months have come and gone since my journey in Honduras. I've been dreading this blog post ever since I left, knowing that I could never wrap up every smile, every hug, every friendship, every breathtaking moment in the presence of God, in just a few words. People ask the inevitable question "how was your trip?" thousands of imagines flood my mind but all that seems to come out is "it was good" or "it was life changing" and they smile and give their words of approval and then the moment is gone. This trip was more then a good experience, more then a culture shock, more then a missions trip, it was a coming back to the lover of my soul. It was a conformation of my calling, a match that re kindled the passion of my relationship with Christ that at the time was going through a dark place. God used this trip to woo me back to His heart, to inspire in me a deeper burning for my calling in missions. During the last two months I have been discovering more of who God is, what His grace is really like. How His peace is so important and that it's vital to living a victorious life in Him. One of the hardest struggles in my daily life has been the waiting. I long to start my life in foreign missions now, to become a nurse and begin my journey. I have dates and goals that I have plastered my note books with. Sometimes I think if I close my eyes and become blind to everything around me, push my way through school and wish really hard, then all of a sudden I'll magically be on the mission field. In those moments God has ever so gently whispered "Wait on me,Lyndsey,just wait." He has again and again reminded me that He has placed me in Avon Park, Florida for a reason, that He is preparing my heart and my soul, my mind and my footsteps for what's down the road. If I cannot love and minister to the people He has placed in my life now, how can I love those He will place in my future? I cannot, it takes obedience in every season of life, not just in one. When we serve Him while waiting, while we worship Him while waiting, we become caught up in His peace and are able to actively rest in His overwhelming love. It is painful at times,it's hard and can cause us to feel like we will never get there but never ever give up. He is here and is ever faithful to complete the work He has started in us. So today, I encourage to wait upon the giver of peace. He will never forsake you.
Yours Always,
Lyndsey Rachelle<3
Psalm 130:5-6 I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in His word do I hope. My soul waits for the
Lord more than they that watch for the morning - yes, more than they that watch for the morning.
"While I"m Waiting" -http://youtu.be/FWI-iZsIKIk
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ReplyDeleteAw thank you! That's sounds neat,I'll have to check it out. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Lyndsey! Missions trips have a way of quieting your soul to a point no words can truly describe.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you have allowed this trip to remind you of your love for God's calling upon your life. And, you're right, we have to be able to honor Him in every stage of our lives. Think of you often. Keep falling in love with Him!