I don't understand why God would call me
a small town girl who's scarcely traveled away from home
to leave my family behind for 10 days
to go to a foreign country
where I don't speak the language
to try to tell others, in just a few minutes, how Jesus saved my life
when I don't even walk across the street to do that.
I don't understand why God would choose me
a mother without much maternal instinct
to stay in a children's home
and minister in a holding tank for abandoned children.
I don't understand how God can use me
a broken vessel with such limitations
to spread His agape love
to a country that so desperately needs it
but no more than my own country, my own town.
I've tried to wrap my brain around it all, and I keep coming up short. It just doesn't make sense to me. Which, I know, is why He reminded me of a familiar verse this morning.
Lean on, trust in, and be confident in the Lord with all your heart and mind and do not rely on your own insight or understanding. - Proverbs 3:5 (AMP)
Even though this journey makes no sense to me, it makes perfect sense to Him. And that's all I really need to know.