I feel more and more disturbed by the movement of the Spirit.
  Not in a bad way of course; I've been asking to be disturbed for sometime now.
  I have been made uncomfortable in the comfort of the ordinary.
  The beauty of it is that it is not from a place of judgment but from a longing for something more.
  I don't want to settle for a life away from the groaning of human suffering.
  The more I read the bible the more I am convinced that this comfortable life was made to be interrupted.

The way of Christ is not the easy way.
  Really my life was much easier before I became a true disciple of Christ.
  Was it better, no way!!
  (Just easier.)
  This world we live in begs us to choose independence.
  Make a name for yourself.
  Live the dream.
  The power of one etc..
  I don't want to be conformed to this world.
  I want to know Christ in the groaning of human suffering.
   I want to be part of the body, I choose interdependence.

I used to fear asking God why poverty exists.
  Maybe he would answer.
  Maybe he would ask me to, gulp, DO SOMETHING.
  I would either have to answer and do it or pretend that I don't really understand what the word of God says.
   The problem was I did understand and I was under obligation of love to do something.
  Why should I wait for someone to show me what it looked like to love the poor?
  I am not just someone; I am called and appointed to bear fruit by the maker of the universe.
 

Galatians 2:20 Says that I have died and that it is Christ who lives in me.
  This led me to stop practicing good acts of charity and BE THE BODY.
  I had to give up the independence of this world.
  Sure I live alone in the bush of
Africa.
  Sounds pretty independent for a single white female right?
  Wrong.
  I died.
  I became interdependent on the body of Christ, who now provides my every need.
  And started to really love the "least of these" Matthew 25:31-46.
  I have allowed the spirit of God to disturb my life.
 

So you are reading the words and thoughts of a disturbed woman.
  But I truly believe that faith is only the beginning.
  What matters is how we live.
  How is what I believe being fleshed out?
  Do I believe so much in heaven that I am living, and praying "your will be done ON EARTH as it is in heaven"?
  I do.  So church do something.