Blessed and Broken

A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to assist in leading a group of students on mission to Atlanta, GA. As always, missions’ experiences are tiring and fruitful, however this one was a mixture of emotions for me. I recently read an article that suggested we should refer to missions’ trips as pilgrimages – this experience allowed me to see what the author of that article was trying to communicate.
We tend to view missions through rose colored glasses, we see ourselves going to do some good things and have a check list of things we can say were accomplished at the end of the trip, however, those kinds of missions trips can provide a sense of arrogance, I think. We assume that we took God there, did the work and all is well, however the reality is God is present there and will be there long after! What if we went to a place expecting to learn about how God was working in that setting? Dangerous thought, yes! If we went somewhere with a sense of vulnerability allowing God to work through us and provides us with new eyes to see the gospel at work in a setting unfamiliar to us – we would be ruined, our of walls ignorance would be knocked down and we would have to deal with some of the ‘junk’ in our spiritual suitcases.
Well I took my messy spiritual suitcase to Atlanta hoping God would open my eyes and break my heart. He broke and blessed me. I’m grateful for the breaking and molding that took place in Atlanta! I now see the world differently, have a restored energy to live out my calling and be faithful to the gospel.

May God break my heart so completely that the whole world falls in. Mother Teresa

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