I was chatting with a friend of mine today about my plans for post-graduation and intern. I don’t really have any... oops! She suggested Zambia; I’ve seriously considered moving to Zambia. I didn’t actually want to come back. As we boarded the bus to leave Mongu, I asked God if I really had to leave. He said yes… So I’m here.
When I was in Zambia, God poured immense amounts of grace and favor upon me—grace being divine assistance to reach a level which I could not attain in and of myself. I believe there is grace to be completely in God’s will at every moment in my life. The Zambia trip was clearly a God appointment for me; the grace was there. But how does one know the difference between grace for a moment and grace for a lifetime? What is the difference between an appointment (part of the schedule) and an appointment (placing/position)? I felt as if pieces of my life’s puzzle were falling into place in front of me, like a promise of what will be. The interpreters started calling me Mother Theresa; I felt God whisper not to limit myself to that. When I returned, I wanted to move. But now after the encouraging voices fade and the whirlwind adventure settles, what, other than questions, remains? Undoubtedly I am changed, but am I commissioned?
"Where I Belong," Cory Asbury http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yUsZ9LHNM40