Something that I feel more on ‘mission trips’ than anything else is probably anger. It is an emotion that I feel more than any other. It bothers me. It bothers me a lot. A lot of the times I get mad because I feel like its not right for me to get mad. Like its not the Christian thing to do. Like we’re supposed to put this smile on and say hold on to this hope that Christ has set for us. Don’t get me wrong, we must hold on to the hope and glory that has been prepared for us, but in all reality, how am I supposed to smile at a child who is staring at me as I eat my food, and I know that he is physically hurting from hunger?
I don’t see joy in that. I don’t see life. I don’t see happiness. I see a soul in so much hurt and in so much pain. That is all I see. And that makes me mad. That makes me angry. How is that fair? How I can walk around and be okay with myself when I know this is happening everywhere.
Something else that makes me angry is that we choose not to do anything. I heard a quote before I left for my first trip, it said there is enough for everyone’s need, not everyone’s greed. I thought that this was crazy. But now that I have seen a lot of poverty, I see also how easily it can be defeated.
There is a difference we can make as adistinct human race. A race chosen by God. God has been speaking to me about our obedience and how we become blessed with His indwelling Spirit. If there is a difference to be made, it must be lead by God, and we get to be a vessel for His dwelling. But we must be obedient to a calling He has placed for us. In Ezekiel, chapter 36, I believe, Scripture talks about our own renewed spirit, and then His Spirit dwelling within us. May we be obedient to Him and stop living in fear. Follow your calling and be blessed.
