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.
Hi Katy
We miss you here in Africa! Keep us informed of your whereabouts and what you need prayer for!
Bless you!
Your awareness of others and your need to help those typically forgotten is a beautiful testament to the power of the Holy Spirit and to God’s transforming Grace. I love you Pal!
I must admit I had to read this entry twice. The first time I read it – it felt heavy to me and I had to say I will think about that later. But when I reread it today I read the joy in it!! I love you and see you as a great example on not holding back in your faith!
I love you – you crazy distrubed women!!!!
May we all be distrubed by the SPIRIT of God and moved to do something! Part of what I’m moved to do is pray for you and I am doing that everyday. I’ve put up a scripture in my office that reminds me of your ministry –
But the word of the Lord continued to grow and to be multiplied. Acts 12:24
I pray you continue to go forth and make diciples of the Nations.