As many leave for summer mission trips, and others actually move overseas leaving everything behind, I review the past few months.
I really wanted to go on a mission trip this summer with friends. No matter how much I tried to get peace I truly felt I needed to be home. It was NOT the answer I wanted. I have truly felt lost for a bit. God what is my purpose, my direction. I am a doer and all I felt was that I needed to sit patiently and wait.
Also, sometime this spring, I had the oddest encounter while out to breakfast with our family. I will never forget the mans words. After he asked if we were missionaries (and I almost choked on my OJ) um we aren't those kind of people. Then after hearing our story he said the words I have been processing for months -
So your mission field is at home.
The last few weeks I am starting to get it. God could have used us in so many ways. I truly believe he wants us here - to affect those around us.
SO if my life, our family is my mission field then I have decided to change a little of my thinking. It's always easier to run errands alone, but every time I have a couple littles with me we run into someone I KNOW needed to see our kids. Instead of feeling the anger and frustration at stupid remarks, I need to smile and educate. For Jesus took people by the hand and aided them along the way.
I also need to relish in the pure joy of this adventure. This evening was gorgeous and as we played outside I had moment of pure bliss. I laughed at all 4 littles pushing their fire truck around to water our new flowers. The bigs just hanging out just talking.
I feel blessed that our mission field is within the comforts and confines of our normal life. I know we are privileged in so many ways. But to actually be the hands and feet of Jesus - that is the greatest blessing. Now I need to start acting like it.