I know it is almost a cheesy line these days, but perhaps we can find a different way of following your heart. The other day I was at church and I had an epiphany. You see I’d been quite unsettled and on the verge of depression somedays because I felt like I was hundreds of miles away from home and wasting my life by simply working a part-time job waiting for the next semester to begin. During the final worship set God told me a very simple truth: “I’ve called you to be a missionary, and that’s what you are. Everywhere you go and everyone you meet, your mission is to make them see that I love them.”
I think sometimes I think of my calling as being a missionary-in-training. “I’m in school right now, and afterwards I’m going to be a missionary!” It’s an obvious truth that everywhere is a mission field, I’ve know this for quite some time but there is a difference between knowing and knowing. Long-term missionarys (the ones who leave home and live with the people they’re ministering to) up-root and make a new home among the people God has led them to, and so why if everywhere is a mission field do I hold onto feelings of Florida being my home? Sure there are some great memories and I miss my friends and family down there, but I’m no longer there. I have been called out of the Sunshine State and my Father has given me a new mission field.
In all honesty I am tired and not really sure if this has followed a coherent train of thought, but I’ve said what’s on my heart, and that’s all I have for now.