Mutating Missionary
God does not send us into the dangerous and exacting life of faith because we are qualified; He chooses in order to qualify us for what he wants us to be or do." Eugene Peterson
![]() Sunday, July 9, 2006 What does one say about the Swiss Alps? So. The Alps. WOW! Some of you have experienced this grand expression of God’s grandeur. The word ‘awesome’ has been so overused, it seems almost trite. And yet, when I try to describe this mountain range, that word is the closest word I can come up with. AWESOME! I confess. I did not want to go. I stomped around my flat for several minutes on Sunday of last week. “Why do I have to go God? I’m just so tired.” After repeatedly throwing a fit with my Heavenly Father, (who by the way, can always handle our fits – He knows what we are thinking anyway, might as well admit it to Him, get it out in the open, and move into real relationship with Him!) I came to a dead stillness in the middle of my bedroom floor. Looking out across my little town to the castle staring back at me, I was reminded of my family’s church attendance barometer. If there is a Sunday that you are feeling the need to NOT go to church, ask yourself these three questions: 1. Do I not want to go to church because I have another commitment that is hanging over my head, and I believe that it is my responsibility to handle this commitment? Stay home and get the job done. 2. Do I not want to go to church because I am honestly physically ill or exhausted? Stay home and get some rest. 3. Do I not want to go to church because I REALLY don’t WANT to go???? Then, get up, stand up, get dressed and GO! This is the time that God has something to say to you; Satan doesn’t want you to hear it… GO! GO! GO! Standing in this little flat I realized – I am tired, but the pervading feeling is: “I just don’t want to go!” Hummmm, Go! Go! Go! God is so good. The information shared at this ‘retreat/conference’ was so timely. Strategies on language learning, relating to our culture, staying pure in body/soul/spirit, remaining in community, stress relievers, and much more. It was exactly what I needed. Fancy that :-)Worshiping God through song, study, and long hikes in the Alps was just what was needed for all of us. Climbing up the mountain, I watch my young new friends {one living in Romania, one in Slovenia} slide behind a waterfall coming from the glacier waters above – I sit on a humongous rock beside the stream, the cold spray covering my face, my hair, my clothes! Looking up into the clear cornflower blue sky I see this King of Glory pursuing me with His love. Knowing that I am not alone in this journey is a wonderful peaceful gift from the giver of good gifts – my Father. I love Him so. mutating missionary mutating/mutating/mutating Posted by Robyn Rochelle E. at Sunday, July 09, 2006
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