There are some days when it hits me. This is what life is about.
I was sitting on a street curb talking with my partner and someone we were meeting with. We had met her a few weeks ago, but had not been able to meet with her a second time until today. She came with lots of questions about why anyone would drop their entire lives to move to another country and be a missionary. I was asked some questions today that I had never been asked before, but when we began to share our testimonies with her, God began the great work that He always does. I was left amazed for the fourth time at this point today.
I pondered in my mind: how many times in the past did I have the opportunity to share Christ with others? How many opportunities did I miss because it just wasn’t a part of who I was to always be talking about it? I lived my life as a nominal Christian who thought she was living radically. However, there was a part of me that was terrified of hearing questions that I didn’t know the answer to. So I avoided the topic, and as a result avoided the blessing that came with watching the Spirit of God radically change the heart of someone else. I missed out on seeing how my story could help change the story of someone else. I was missing out on watching God’s incredible love gently draw someone in. How many opportunities did I miss to see someone fall in love with Jesus for the first time?
Yesterday my friend and I spent some time talking about God’s redemption plan and how He truly has the power to heal every hurt and redeem every moment. Today I had the opportunity to share with this girl how God saved my life so many years ago. I had a plan to kill myself, and I had the self hatred to do it. However, God had a different plan for my life. I was able to tell her that I give thanks to God every day that I am still alive. Today I can see the sun and enjoy the air I breathe. I have hope and a reason to live. Because God has so transformed my life, it is the utmost honor and privilege to give everything I am to Him. I owe Him my life, but I don’t give it to God out of obligation. I freely give it to Him out of love. I pray every day that I would have the strength and joy to obey whatever it is that He would ask of me.
This is the life. I can never go back to the way I lived before. I am enraptured by the way God moves, and I just want to keep watching Him transform lives. If all that is required is me taking a step of courage in sharing with someone about God’s truth, then I will do it…because I don’t want to miss out. And I don’t want anyone else to miss out on this incredible love that has so touched my life and that I know can touch theirs too. This is the life…the best life possible: living in the center of God’s will and bringing others there too. I wouldn’t want it any other way.