How did I get here?

On one hand I have no idea. I have never aspired to being a missionary – the “m” word – mmm, no, thanks. A stereotype and lifestyle that I thought just didn’t fit. And I certainly didn’t grow up thinking about being a missionary in Africa. No, no, that was the thing I would loft up to the sky when making promises to God.. “yes, God, I’ll do anything for you… even go to Africa". Certainly not reality.

Or… maybe I do know how I got here… maybe it was prayers just like that. Maybe it is a God who takes these prayers as opportunities to produce in us deeper surrender, deeper dependence, deeper love…

Everything I know about a personal relationship with Jesus Christ begins and ends with surrender — with saying yes to God. That tiny, simple word initiates an exhilarating, life-altering adventure that will take you places you never thought you’d go — both literally and figuratively. [Kay Warren, Dangerous Surrender]

Maybe it was the lyrics Diane Theil wrote that I sang from my heart time after time…

If you say go, we will go
If you say wait, we will wait
If you say step out on the water
And they say it can’t be done
We’ll fix our eyes on You and we will come

Okay, yeah, maybe it was something Just. Like. That. God hears us, friends. And takes us at our word when we “say yes”. And I am here. This I know.