Galatians 6:9 says "And let us not grow weary in doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up."
In due season. Those three words stood by me profusely throughout this day. In every thing there is a time and a season, and that season sometimes comes in ways that are never expected, and ALWAYS unprepared. Looking back on today, I have come to the realization that being a part of the body of Christ is not relegated to simply saying I am a Christian and not showing the love that I know to be so real. I am swept away by the environment that I have found myself in throughout this week, although it is not what I am used to; I know that this week has been very important for me to know and understand that though I sometimes sink into a sullen attitude of ungratefulness; what seems to be a "series of unfortunate events" in my life, pales in comparison to the lives of others. I always ask God, when is my season? When will I be able to extricate the desires of my heart to please and serve Him like never before? I was waiting and longing for my season to come, not knowing that this whole time, God had broken ground and was showing me that my season had been here all along.
Bringing holy love and joy into the lives of others is all what these mission trips are about. Never could I ever imagine having the opportunity to serve with others on this level, and though some days here have been long, tiring and my physical body seems daunted by the tasks at hand; I realize that this is simply a part of the process of being in the place where God wants me to be. To close this day's journey with I question, I simply ask:
What are you willing to reap, and in the process of reaping, what are you willing to give up?