You know that moment when you're in that moment with God and everything seems so perfect and you make a little comment, or so you think, and God kind of just slaps you in the face? It was Sunday, really enjoying worship, but in my head I wanted to be in Guatemala, and The Lord asks me why? If he's the same here as he is there why would I want to be there? What am I really after? Fun and adventure? Other cultures? Or am I after Jesus? What am I living for?
I realized that it's ok to miss the people I love in other countries and miss the culture, but I am living for Jesus and wherever he is, is where I want to be.
Jesus is the goal. Not missions. Not adventure. We are here for Jesus.
So I ask you: what are you living for?
