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I’ve had ideas for three different blog posts accumulate in my head over the past few days, but I haven’t had time to share them. So I hope this post isn’t too disjointed!
Right now, I feel like my DTS journey can be summed up like a rollercoaster. Currently, I am at the point where I’ve already been loaded into the car, and we’re climbing and clicking our way up the hill for the first big drop and I’m thinking, “Why, oh why did I get on this ride? What was I thinking?!”. As I sit there, I can rationalize that the ride will be fun and worth it once we get over that big hill, but for now I’m in panic mode. I also know that it can’t be all uphill – the Devil (and gravity) wouldn’t allow that. So there will be ups and downs, twists and turns, but at the end of the ride, I hope I come off saying “That was totally worth it!”. And maybe there’s a possibility of “Can I go again?”.
I went to visit my awesome older brother today. This was the only time I’ll get to see him before I go, and I’m glad schedules worked out to allow us to have a day to hang out. It was great to just sit and talk, and not really be on a timetable. I am struggling with the thought of leaving my family. Family is an integral part of my life, and I am super blessed to be a member of the best family ever. However, I know that Jesus calls us to go, and to not let anything, including family, hold us back. Him specifically stating this means leaving family must be a common issue. In some ways, this is comforting as I look at the lives of those who have chosen to follow Jesus anyway and the amazing things He has done through them. He never said it would be easy, but He did say that it would be worth everything.
On a (pseudo) similar note, I watched The Book of Eli a few days ago. If you haven’t seen it, you might want to skip the rest of this blog post because I am sure there will be spoilers. I highly recommend the movie, although be warned it does contain a lot of violence, which I wasn’t really keen on, but the story easily (for me) redeems the violent aspect.
The Book of Eli is the story of a man named Eli (shocker) who, in a post-apocalyptic America, is trying to get to the west coast. This man has been walking for 30 years because a voice in his heart told him to. Thirty years! But the best part of the story is that the voice told him to walk through innumerable dangers, risking his life daily, to take a Bible, the last one in existence, to the west coast. Now here’s the biggest kicker: The Bible is in Braille, because Eli is, yes, blind. Blind!!
Wow.
To have such faith as that! It reminds me of the faith of Abraham, whom God ordered to go, and he went.
Lord, build my faith. Help me to remember that in the dark places, in the lonely places, in the trying places, You are there.
6 days left.
The ride clicks higher…
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